The Forecast - I Lost Everything In Re-entry lyrics

Can't you see That these long nights on the phone And these complaints make coming home A little harder on the head And heavier on the heart We will rise again We'll come back to meet our friends (With miles behind our backs And open road ahead) And can't we fall asleep tonight Without having to explain to each other What we're about I'll send some roses home to you If that's what I have to do To make it home With us still intact