Текст песни Coming Home

Leaning my head against

Your own bedroom door again

I listen for lost deep undertones

Of my fathers voice so loud

It keeps calling out

I'm pulling out your dresser drawer

And opening the closet door

Hoping to catch that familiar scent

That used to keep me safe at night

I could scream but you'd never hear me

Searching for truth inside it all

Whoa, where did you go that night?

I'll catch a glimpse of you sometimes

Whoa, where did you go to?

Thinking back to the past

While searching through photographs

I scatter these old memories

Painting all of the harder scenes

In the hardest dreams

Knowing you were always right

And wishing for that last goodbye

You may be gone now but I know

That you still keep me safe at night

I have cried and broken to pieces

Searching for truth inside it all

Whoa, where did you go that night?
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I'll catch a glimpse of you sometimes

Whoa, where did you go to?

Searching for truth inside it all

Whoa, Whoa, Oh, Oh

I'll catch a glimpse of you sometimes

Whoa, I'll always remember

We take for granted all this time

We live a life we call a lie

It's not the answer

It's not the answer

We take for granted all this time

We live a life we call a lie

It's not the answer

It's not the answer

Searching for truth inside it all

Whoa, where did you go that night?

I'll catch a glimpse of you sometimes

Whoa, where did you go to?

Searching for truth inside it all

Whoa, Whoa, Oh, Oh

I'll catch a glimpse of you sometimes

Whoa, I'll always remember

We take for granted all this time

We live a life we call a lie

It's not the answer

It's not the answer