Coming Home

I'm coming home
On a silver plane
I'll see
That everything's the same
You will never change
I'm coming home
'cos I know no better
What would I do?
Where would I go?
I don't know
So I pack my bags and
My toothbrush too
I'm coming back to you a-ha

I'm coming home
On a great big boat
I had the words
But they stuck in my throat
So I just sit and float

I'm coming home
'cos I know no better
What would I do?
Where would I go?
I don't know
So I pack my bags and
My toothbrush too
I'm coming back to you a-ha

Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh
If I come back again
I'll be on the 11: 10
Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh
'cos I've nothing else to do
I'm coming back to you

And you will see
That everything's the same
I will never change

I'm coming home
'cos I know no better
What would I do?
Where would I go?
I don't know
So I pack my bags and
My toothbrush too
I'm coming back to you a-ha

I'm coming home
'cos I know no better
What would I do?
Where would I go?
I don't know
So I pack my bags and
My toothbrush too
I'm coming back to you a-ha

I'm coming back to you
'cos I've nothing else to do
I'm coming back to you
I'm coming back to you
I'm coming back to you



Credits
Writer(s): Simon Sean Nicholas David Austin, Royce Doherty, Matthew Thomas
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