You come home every day just after two o'clock br To a mad house some would say  br And you would agree quite a lot  br But on this particular day  br You pulled up on the drive br br The house looks so bear  br it looks like no one's there br You know when you get that feeling  br That your all on your own br br When you expect some to be there  br but there isn't, it's just a home br Then you walk through the door  br The only thing you can hear is silence br br You think aah piece at last br Just what You need, piece and quiet  br You sit down in your chair  br close your eyes and relax br br You Listen to the clock ticking  br And the water dripping from the tap   br To suddenly realise that this is not were Your at br You miss that mad house and the people   br So please hurry back.