I learned the vending machine's hum
The night bell told me when to eat
My daughter drew our dinner table
An empty chair where I should be
I asked her why the chair was bare
She said you haven't got home yet
I'm leaving the sleepwalk shift
I want a day I haven't missed
More than a wage inside a coat
I want to walk my daughter home
The day shift had a smaller check
We worked the figures out in pen
No easy leap, no perfect plan
But I could hold her schoolbag then
I'm leaving the sleepwalk shift
I want a day I haven't missed
More than a wage inside a coat
I want to walk my daughter home
She drew another picture Tuesday
A yellow chair beside her own
I don't know how we'll meet December
Tonight I get to walk her home
I'm leaving the sleepwalk shift
I want a day I haven't missed
More than a wage inside a coat
I want to walk my daughter home
The night bell rings across the town
I'm here to watch the sun go down