Текст песни Coming Home - Michael Sweet

Every time I go away
It hurts me just the same
I chose this life and I knew the game
But I never weighed the pain

I'll be a man and admit it's getting harder each day
I have to tell you goodbye girl, but then there's

Coming home, and thinking 'bout tomorrow
When I'll be holding you
I'm coming home, a smile breaks the sorrow
And dark skies are turning blue, when I'm coming home

Forty days and forty nights
Defines eternity
It's never easy, it's never right
When you're not here with me

I want to tell you, sweet girl: I count the minutes, the hours
And the days I'm not with you, but then there's

Coming home, and thinking 'bout tomorrow
When I'll be holding you
I'm coming home, a smile breaks the sorrow
And dark skies are turning blue, when I'm coming home

I couldn't make it without you, baby
I wouldn't stand a chance
You're my rock star and I'm just a fan

Coming home, and thinking 'bout tomorrow
When I'll be holding you
I'm coming home, a smile breaks the sorrow
And dark skies are turning blue, when I'm coming home