I juggle statistics, I streamline logistics I sharpen my pencils and wait for the master plan And I take it home, the work is all I see And I take it home, it sucks the life out of me You track the metrics, align with objectives Drag in at 6:30 to stare at an empty screen Want to take you home, and make you laugh out loud Want to take you home, and cheer you up somehow I edit my statement, I swallow my breath mint I hang by the coffee and wait for another chance Want to take you home, and hold you up to the light Want to take you home, and turn some wrong things right A glance in a meeting, a chance lobby greeting IM with you all day, brush hands in the hallway Who knows where it's going, small seeds but it's growing We both play it cool though, hope our bosses don't know 'Cause the handbook's pretty clear on this... Still I lose concentration, screw up computations A smile by the door, inspiration in your new dress When I take you home, you knock the dust off of me When I take you home, you spark the stars I see When I take you home, the ache just runs away When I take you home, another working day