As I peel away all the years of pain,
I’ve discovered what’s been all along,
you were so right, I was so wrong.
Every shooting star, they all fall so hard,
they all fade like a played out song,
now is the time before all is lost.
I’m coming home… I’m coming home…
So I’m coming home,
lost on a road I don’t belong,
I’ll rest my soul, I’m so alone,
far from the streets I call my own,
I’m coming home.
Rushing back to me as the city sleeps,
so afraid of what I will find,
memories they haunt from deep inside.
Every broken man comes to understand,
that he’ll never find paradise,
all that he wants was there all the time.
I’m coming home… I’m coming home…
So I’m coming home,
lost on a road I don’t belong,
I’ll rest my soul, I’m so alone,
far from the streets I call my own,
and so I’m coming home,
back to a world left long ago,
and now I know I’m coming home,
I’ll find my way back, I’m letting go,
I’m coming home.
We’ve come to find what we take for granted,
keeps us alive in the end.
So don’t let time leave you empty handed,
reach out tonight and make amends.
So I’m coming home,
back to the place where I belong,
I’ll rest my soul, I’m so alone,
far from the streets I call my own,
I’m coming, so I’m coming home,
back to a world left long ago,
and now I know I’m coming home,
I’ll find my way back, I’m coming home,
I’m coming home… I’m coming home…
