Coming Home - lyrics

This was written on an overnight bus trip…….

I’m using your name<br> to pin my breath down<br>
to the window pane of<br> the night-time Greyhound<br>

The road slips away<br> with flashes of light<br> the moon paints the darkness<br> with splashes of white<br>

And I’m coming home<br> so I’ll be there when you wake up<br> I’m coming home<br> So there’s no need for this ache ha?<br> I’m coming home<br> so I’ll be there when you wake up<br> I’m coming home<br> So this distance will not break us

The radio coughs out<br> it’s favourite song<br> the old man beside me<br> is singing along<br> They’re all the wrong words<br> And none of them rhyme<br> but he’s off with a girl<br> from a different time<br>

And I’m coming home<br> so I’ll be there when you wake up<br> I’m coming home<br> So there’s no need for this ache ha?<br> I’m coming home<br> so I’ll be there when you wake up<br> I’m coming home<br> So this distance will not break us<br>

The roar of the engine<br> keeps the people from sleep<br> but I’ve found the silence and<br> I’m sinking in deep<br> I think of the future<br> I think of the past<br> That you are a present<br> and I want you to last

So I’m coming home<br> and I’ll be there when you wake up<br> I’m coming home<br> So there’s no need for this ache ha?<br> I’m coming home <br> so I’ll be there when you wake up<br> I’m coming home<br> So this distance will not break us

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