(Rod Stewart / Chen, Savigar, Cregan, Grainger, 1980)



The rain poured down the wind swept avenue

On another dark wet December afternoon

All my cherished memories are of you

All my warmth and comfort stayed with you



I would have wrote you a letter

but the telephone calls are free

Cause the boys in the next apartment

Are working all day

They're a great bunch of guys

But I think they're all gay

What am I doing

Avoiding what I'm trying to say



Oh God I wish I was home tonight

With you in my arms

Oh God I wish I was home tonight



Send me a naked picture

By the U.S. mail

Write a pornographic letter

You know I won't tell

Keep your legs closed tight

keep your body under lock and key

Stay home at night

And save all the best parts for me



Yeah baby

Oh God I wish I was home tonight

Yes I do baby

Oh God I wish I was home tonight, oh



I could be home in time for Christmas

If you want me to be

There's a plane leaves here at midnight

Arriving at three

But I'm a bit financially embarrased

I must admit

To tell you the truth my honey

I haven't a cent



Oh God I wish I was home tonight

Tonight baby

Oh God I wish I was home tonight



Guess I'd better ring off

Before the boys get home

My regards to all your family

And everyone at home

There's a lump comes in my throat

And a tear I can't hide

Cause I want to see you so badly

I just may die

And you know why baby



Oh God I wish I was home tonight

With the ones that I love

Oh God I wish I was home tonight

Oh God I wish I was home tonight

Oh my God I wish I was home tonight

Tonight, tonight



I've been hearing voices

Out on the street

They say you've found some one else

Who's really quite neat

But he doesn't move you like I do

Tell me what I wanna hear

That it just ain't true


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