Coming Home

She, she's waiting for me
Feeling forlorn, out in the dark
And she, she's been making those plans
Making them good, cuts to the blood

And it shakes to the bone, it tremors my soul
And the Lord only knows if I

Can hold on, I'm coming home
And be strong, I'm coming home
I'm coming home

And I, I'm out on the road every night
Weather the storm, until the dawn
And I, carry a heavy load
Living this life sometimes cuts like a knife

And it shakes to the bone, it tremors my soul
And the Lord only knows if I

Can hold on, I'm coming home
And be strong, I'm coming home
And it feels right, I'm coming home
So hold tight, coz I'm coming home
Take it home

So hold on, I'm coming home
And be strong, I'm coming home
And it feels right, I'm coming home
So hold tight
I'm coming home

So hold on, I'm coming home
And be strong, I'm coming home
And it feels right, I'm coming home
So hold tight, I'm coming home

Nah, N-Nah, Nah, N-Nah, Nah
Nah, N-Nah, Nah, N-Nah, Nah
Nah, N-Nah, Nah, N-Nah, Nah
I'm coming home

Nah, N-Nah, Nah, N-Nah, Nah
Nah, N-Nah, Nah, N-Nah, Nah
Nah, N-Nah, Nah, N-Nah, Nah
I'm coming home

She, she's waiting for me
And I'm coming home
I'm coming home



Credits
Writer(s): Dean Marshall
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