Coming Home

You're the first sip of Synonym Saturday morn
After a week that felt like chloroform
When my AC's broke and my head's all wrong
You're the nearest lake and my four-ways on
You're the butterflies when the plane takes flight
The other side of a pillow on a summer night

Coming home
Coming home

After Toronto traffic rush
You're a country road and a cloud of dust
You're the rolling hills free from congestion
Where speed limits are just suggestions

Coming home
Coming home
Coming home
Coming home

Paris to Panama
Portland to Perth
She's my favourite place on earth
And I'm coming home



Credits
Writer(s): Jesse Bout
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