Sitting here wondering and it's raining and thundering
I'm looking around for things that I can't find
I've had a week of Mondays and I need a quiet Sunday
I need some time to rest my mind
People are complaining they say the times they are a changing
They're all trying to figure out what went wrong
Soldiers fighting wars and the politicians keeping score
Oh man that war lasted way too long
Well if love is a rose, you're my flower I suppose
I know you can't have a rose without the thorn
I love you still and I always will
I know angels danced on the day you were born
They danced the day you were born
Lovers start to cry when they have to say goodbye
Broken-hearted they know not what to do
Wherever I roam I always come home
I always come home to you