Coming Home - Bryan Adams
All those nights i've spent alone
uninspired, to tired and wasted,
there's lots of times
i'd have telephoned,
i couldn't find the words to say them.
i'm comin' home, lord, i'm comin' 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,
what can i do to make you believe it?
comin' home, i'm comin' home,
comin' home, i'm comin' home.
Only seems like yesterday,
you and i were sayin' good-bye.
now i'm just a few miles away,
gonna see you tonight.
I've been alone and i've lived the pain,
i reached for you in desperatin.
i was wrong - i'll take the blame,
i need you back now, i just can't wait.
i'm comin' home, yeah, i'm comin' home,
won't you wait, i'm comin' home,
comin' home, wait it out,