Coming Home (Instrumental Radio Edit)

Knowing that I find it on my own
Cause if life ain't leading though where I can go
I'm standing still with nothing in my way
Letting me go so I can find myself again

I need that
Ground beneath my feet
to feel that
Ground beneath my feet
I need that
Ground beneath my feet

to feel that
Ground beneath my feet
I need that
Ground beneath my feet
to feel that
Ground beneath my feet
I need that
Ground beneath my feet
to feel that

I need that

I need that home, I'm coming home, I'm coming home
Cause it's life that I've been living in my home

Home, I'm coming home, I'm coming home
Cause I'm tired of being out here on my own
I'm coming home, oh yeah yeah yeah
I'm coming home, oh yeah
All of this time I've been living it up
All that's is left is rubble and dust
Oh oh, I'm coming home

I know if I can find my own way back
There's a life I always knew but never had
I'm tired of fighting things that I can't change
Letting me go so I can finally find my place

I need that
Ground beneath my feet
to feel that
Ground beneath my feet
I need that
Ground beneath my feet
to feel that
Ground beneath my feet
I need that
Ground beneath my feet
to feel that
Ground beneath my feet
I need that
Ground beneath my feet
to feel that
Ground beneath my feet
I need that

I need that home, I'm coming home, I'm coming home
Cause it's life that I've been living in my home
Home, I'm coming home, I'm coming home
Cause I'm tired of being out here on my own
I'm coming home, oh yeah yeah yeah
I'm coming home, oh yeah
All of this time I've been living it up
All that's is left is rubble and dust
Oh oh, I'm coming home



Credits
Writer(s): Thomas Andrew Searle Barnes, Benjamin Alexander Kohn, Peter Norman Cullen Kelleher, Wayne Hector
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