A Father Penguin Leaves Home To Find Food For His Wife
But He Always Returns With Or Without Food
You Left Home To Go Find Yourself Again
I Wished You Come Back
But You Never Did

Our Lives Aren’t That Different From The Ones On TV
We Fight And We Bicker Over Every Little Thing
Except The Pain We Suffer As One
Is Hidden Away From The Cameras
And Never Around For The Paparazzi

Here I Am In This Big Empty House We Used To Call Home
There’s Photographs On The Walls
And The Bed Is Still Made
But This Is Not A Home For Me Anymore
I Will Never Be Truly At Home
Until You Walk Back Through The Front Door