(Rod Stewart / Chen Savigar Cregan Grainger 1980). The rain poured down the wind swept avenue. On another dark wet December afternoon. All my cherished memories are of you. All my warmth and comfort stayed with you. I would have wrote you a letter. but the telephone calls are free. Cause the boys in the next apartment. Are working all day. They're a great bunch of guys. But I think they're all gay. What am I doing. Avoiding what I'm trying to say. Oh God I wish I was home tonight. With you in my arms. Oh God I wish I was home tonight. Send me a naked picture. By the U.S. mail. Write a pornographic letter. You know I won't tell. Keep your legs closed tight. keep your body under lock and key. Stay home at night. And save all the best parts for me. Yeah baby. Oh God I wish I was home tonight. Yes I do baby. Oh God I wish I was home tonight oh. I could be home in time for Christmas. If you want me to be. There's a plane leaves here at midnight. Arriving at three. But I'm a bit financially embarrased. I must admit. To tell you the truth my honey. I haven't a cent. Oh God I wish I was home tonight. Tonight baby. Oh God I wish I was home tonight. Guess I'd better ring off. Before the boys get home. My regards to all your family. And everyone at home. There's a lump comes in my throat. And a tear I can't hide. Cause I want to see you so badly. I just may die. And you know why baby. Oh God I wish I was home tonight. With the ones that I love. Oh God I wish I was home tonight. Oh God I wish I was home tonight. Oh my God I wish I was home tonight. Tonight tonight. I've been hearing voices. Out on the street. They say you've found some one else. Who's really quite neat. But he doesn't move you like I do. Tell me what I wanna hear. That it just ain't true.