Coming Home - Alex Lloyd

You found a home inside a heart

And lost it all with broken feelings

I watch you churn inside your mind

And put it out with double meanings

Well, we’re coming home

We’ve been searching for a place to call our own

Yeah, we’re coming home

All you lonely vagabonds

Looking for a place to call your own

Now, oh, no, no yeah…

With blackened face and tired hands

And all the memories are mistaken

A blinding light from up above

For every truth that you’ve been faking

Well, we’re coming home

We’ve been searching for a place to call our own

Yeah, we’re coming home

All you lonely vagabonds

Looking for a place to call your own

Lonely days gonna get you callin'

Lonely days gonna get you callin'

Lonely days gonna get you callin'

Lonely days gonna get you callin'

Well, we’re coming home

We’ve been searching for a place to call our own

Yeah, we’re coming home

All you lonely vagabonds

Looking for a place to call your own

Well, we’re coming home

We’ve been searching for a place to call our own

Yeah, we’re coming home

All you lonely vagabonds

Looking for a place to call your own