Coming Home
(Bryan Adams , J. Vallance)
All those nights I've spent alone
Uninspired and too tired wasted
There's lots of times I'd have telephoned
I couldn't find the words to say
I'm coming home - I'm coming home
I'll make it short, I'll make it sweet
Make it up to you, I mean it
I'm not the same guy I used to be
Can I do to make you believe it
Coming home, I'm coming home
Only seems like yesterday
You and I were saying goodbye
Now I'm just a few miles away
Gonna see you tonight
I've been alone and I lived the pain
I reached for you in desperation
I was wrong, I'll take the blame
I need you back now, I just can't wait
I'm coming home yeah, I'm coming home
Won't you wait...I'm coming home
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