Letra de Every Other Weekend

Lying on the dining room floor Being warmed through the patio door Just waiting, waiting for my dad I found a note last night From my brother down the back of the cupboard Just saying "Dear God please, make him turn up" And eventually he does And we perhaps go to the cinema Or visit our grandparents But we're almost always home by six o'clock And the strangest thing of all The thing that felt the most wrong Is that, in their separate cars, They were both still playing the same song Last night I heard you screaming Loud voices beyond the wall Another sleepness night for me It does no good to call the police Always come home if they come at all