Sweetbox — Coming Home

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Coming home, I’m coming home
Hope’s not too late, for coming home
But after all, I learned to fall
I’m coming home, I’m coming home
Not afraid, I’m not afraid
To hate my fear, to shed my tear
For all I won, have said and done
I’m coming home, I’m coming home

I’m honestly confused
Didn’t know the way to choose
I was sparkled with broken glass
I was moving way too fast
Things that should have last
Like a birthday card I threw away
Call me stupid, after all, I know
Need my time alone, time to grow
Rain to snow, fall back, never been so whack
But now I’m on my way to you

Coming home, I’m coming home
Hope’s not too late, for coming home
But after all, I learned to fall
I’m coming home, I’m coming home
Not afraid, I’m not afraid
To hate my fear, to shed my tear
For all I won, have said and done
I’m coming home, I’m coming home

On my way
Can I stay for a little while?
Before I go again

Coming home…
(coming home) I’m coming home…
(not too late)
Coming home…
But after all, I learned to fall
I’m coming home, I’m coming home
For all I won…
For all I won…
For all I won…
For all I won, have said and done
I’m coming home, I’m coming home
I’m coming home