Coming Home
Lyrics
Been searching high and low
So many answers I don't know
I wonder who I'm gonna be
When it's time to go
Does it matter?
Trading my coat for a cheap guitar
To play a show in a shitty bar
Ended up in a hospital
With no-one at all
I'm coming home
Went past the Taj Mahal
It's so fuckin' beautiful
But I miss my family
There's nothing else to see
I'm coming home
I'm coming home
I'm coming home
I'm coming home
I wanna be in your
Loving arms
I wanna be in your
Loving arms
I wanna be in your
Loving arms
I wanna be in your
Loving arms
I'm coming home
(I miss my family) I'm coming home
(There's nothing else to see) I'm coming home
(I've been searching high and low) I'm coming home
(Now I'm coming home)
Writer(s): James Elliot Bourne, Matthew James Sargeant, Charles Robert Simpson
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Kassner Associated Publishers Ltd, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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