I love to speak with Leonard
He's a sportsman and a shepherd
He's a lazy [bad word] Living in a suit

But he does say what I tell him
Even though it isn't [bad word] He just doesn't have the freedom
To refuse

He will speak these words of wisdom
Like a sage, a man of vision
Though he knows he's really nothing
But the brief elaboration of a tune

Going home
Without my sorrow
Going home
Sometime tomorrow
Going home
To where it's better
Than before

Going home
Without my burden
Going home
Behind the curtain
Going home
Without the costume
That I wore

He wants to write a love song
An anthem of forgiving
manual for living with defeat

cry above the suffering
sacrifice recovering
But that isn't what I need him [bad word] 
I want to make him certain
That he doesn't have a burden
That he doesn't need a vision

That he only has permission
To do my instant bidding
Which is to say what I have told him
To repeat

Going home
Without my sorrow
Going home
Sometime tomorrow
Going home
To where it's better
Than before

Going home
Without my burden
Going home
Behind the curtain
Going home
Without this costume
That I wore

I love to speak with Leonard
He's a sportsman and a shepherd
He's a lazy [bad word] Living in a suit