Bryan Adams — Coming Home

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All those nights I’ve spent alone
Uninspired, too tired and wasted,
There’s lots of times I’d have telephoned,
I couldn’t find the words to say
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, oh I’m comin’ home,
Comin’ home, yeah 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 desperation
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, ooo
I’m just comin’, comin’ home, wait, wait it out,
Comin’ home oh, oh, oh, oh
Comin’ home, wait out now
Ooo comin’ home
Comin’ home, yeah, yeah
Comin’, comin’ yeah