Coming Home
-The Nadas
Verse- then
Chorus-
Bridge-
The leaves are blowing in the wind
Nighttime is colder than it s been
My hair is long again
There s three letters on my bed
Well none of them are open
She wrote to say she wants to see her friend
My feet are burried in the sand
Legs streched out further than they can
With stars in my hands
I feel my head begin to spin
Well it s three months till winter blows it s end
I need a change of air
So I m coming home
Where I know these roads
I know these roads
I ve been away a bit to long but now
I m coming home
I didn t think you d turn the lights out
Or lock the door
I didn t think you d break my key and
Tell me I can t walk out anymore
The leaves are blowing in the wind
Nighttime is colder than it s been
My hair is long again
There s three letters on my bed
Still none of them are open
She wrote to say she s got to see her friend
So I m coming home
Where I know these roads
I know these roads
I ve been away a bit to long but now
I m coming home
I m coming home
I m coming home
I m coming home
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