Another Shift at Home

[Verse 1]
Sunrise paints the window, I'm lacing up my boots
Another twelve hours of sweat and dirt down to my roots
Breaking my back for a dollar, under that unforgiving sun
Thinking 'bout your kiss gets me through 'til the day is done
But the front door creaks open, and the dust on the floor's still there
A pile of yesterday's problems, sitting in your favorite chair

[Chorus]
You say you love me with those pretty words, honey on your lips
But love ain't just a whisper, it's in the fingertips
That help a tired man up, that share the heavy load
I punch out at the factory, then start another shift at home

[Verse 2]
The faucet's still dripping, a steady, lonely sound
I grab my wrench from the toolbox, while you don't turn around
I remember when your hands in mine were all I'd ever need
Now I'm just the fix-it man, planting a forgotten seed
Hoping it'll grow into the garden we used to keep
But I'm just pulling weeds all by myself, while your promises sleep

[Chorus]
You say you love me with those pretty words, honey on your lips
But love ain't just a whisper, it's in the fingertips
That help a tired man up, that share the heavy load
I punch out at the factory, then start another shift at home

[Bridge]
(Acoustic guitar and a mournful violin solo)
Is a man just a body? A pair of calloused hands?
To build a life and a shelter in these weary lands?
All I ask for is your presence, not just a passing phrase
To feel you here beside me, at the end of these long days

[Chorus]
You say you love me with those pretty words, honey on your lips
But love ain't just a whisper, it's in the fingertips
That help a tired man up, that share the heavy load
I punch out at the factory, and start my last long shift at home

[Outro]
(Harmonica plays a slow, fading melody over acoustic guitar)
Yeah... just another shift at home...
Mmm... all alone...