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Coming Home
I wake up in the morning
So far away from home
Trying to make it through the day
Many miles are between us
I'm sending my love
From this payphone
Through the storms we've wandered
Many mountains we have climbed
But all the bad times are behind
The road is free, I'm coming home
Without you I am like
A ship without its sails
Calling the wind to save me
I'd climb the highest mountain
I'd cross the seven seas
Just to see you smile again
All the trust that was built along the years
Is coming back to stay
I know, just look ahead
The road is free, I'm coming home
With every stem I'm closer to home
When I'm back you won't be alone
Soon I'll see the familiar door before my eyes
And you
Through the storms we've wandered
Many mountains we have climbed
All the bad times are behind
The road is, the road is free, and I'm coming home