Quite Miss Home (Acoustic)

I'm in the kitchen while you smoke outside

You're careful not to let the smoke inside

I always tell you it's poison

But I know it helps you take the edge off the day

We get a drink before it's closing time

The one at Hyde Street, with the blinking sign

All of these memories feel poignant

That I won't be there to see the snow melt away

Oh, yeah, yeah, I've been gone on business

'Cause I gotta make some money

I really feel the distance

And I quite miss home

And I miss you telling me

To leave my shoes at the door, 'cause you just swept the floor and the dirt drives you crazy

Yeah, I quite miss home

'Cause it feels like poetry

As the rain falls down on the window while you're in my arms and we're watching the T.V.

Yeah, I quite miss home

Yeah, I quite miss home

I smell you cookin' from the living room

And then I tell you that I love your food

I know it doesn't come easy

But you know it reminds me where I'm from

Oh, I'm in another city

I got nobody with me

And it just really hit me

That I quite miss home

And I miss you telling me

To leave my shoes at the door, 'cause you just swept the floor and the dirt drives you crazy

Yeah, I quite miss home

'Cause it feels like poetry

As the rain falls down on the window while you're in my arms and we're watching the T.V.

Yeah, I quite miss home

Yeah, I quite miss home

And I quite miss home

Yeah, I missed you telling me

To leave my shoes at the door, 'cause you just swept the floor and the dirt drives you crazy

Yeah, I just miss home

'Cause it feels like poetry

As the rain falls down on the window while you're in my arms and we're watching the T.V.

Oh, I miss home

Yeah, I quite miss home

Yeah, I quite miss home

Yeah, yeah, I quite miss home