Where does the time go when we’re gone away?
It zips by so quickly when we’re out to play.
If only we had a bit more time to stay.
But the vacation must end…

The world is our playground, we’re just havin’ fun,
Sharing the night life or soakin’ up sun,
But suddenly one day, the fantasy’s done
Yes, the vacation must end,

And we go back home again.

(Back to the) thrills of the old day-to-day
Headaches and pills, all this stuff in the way,
Appointments and bills, we just worry and pray
Worry and pray
Clean up the spills, and answer the phone,
The backyards and grills, the weeds that we’ve grown
The everyday ills won’t leave us alone…
And, honey, we’re home.

Where does the time go when we’re out on the town,
Watching the tropical sun goin’ down,
All quiet and peaceful with no one around
Oh well, the vacation must end,

And we go back home again.
Yes, home is the place where our lives run the race
At an unflagging pace - gotta keep it on track.
Planning all year just to get out of here
And just disappear - but you know, we always come back.

Back to the) thrills of the old day-to-day
Headaches and pills, all this stuff in the way,
Appointments and bills, we just worry and pray worry and pray
Clean up the spills, and answer the phone,
The backyards and grills, the weeds that we’ve grown
The everyday ills won’t leave us alone… and, honey, we’re home.

And after it all, when we finally slow down
And we’re sittin’ at home with our world all around
Here is the place where the mem’ries are found
When every vacation must end, We always go back home again.