Coming Home - Saxon

Take a plane, take a pill

Need some sleep, feel like hell

In my suitcase that’s my life

Thoughts of you cut me like a knife

Gone, gone, gone, gone down

That lonely road

But it won’t be long until I’m coming home

Another ticket, another town

These lonely miles, they just take me down

On this highway going anywhere

I hear your voice when there’s no one there

Gone, gone, gone, gone down

That lonely road

But it won’t be long until I’m coming home

Take a boat, take a train

Need some comfort just to ease the pain

Out my window I sit and stare

The days drag by, baby when you’re not there

Gone, gone, gone, gone down

That lonely road

But it won’t be long until I’m coming home