Bags are packed and loaded
Final boarding call
As I check the phone one last time
Before I switch it off
I see a picture and a text that says
We're gonna see you soon
And I take a sip of coffee
Put some headphones on
Feel the weight is lifted off me
The year is almost gone
I sit back and let the music
Wash over my racing mind
I love running running running running out
On my own
But there's still nothing nothing nothing nothing like
Coming home
Drifting in and out of consciousness
Several hour flight
While a million different flashbacks
Dance across my eyes
I see them all but in no order
Memories don't agree with time
They keep rushing rushing rushing rushing out
On their own
But there's still nothing nothing nothing nothing like
Coming home
I have crossed the world
Tasted every shore
Felt the thrill of freedom
And the thirst for more
They say a restless heart
Will always choose to roam
But there's still nothing nothing nothing nothing like
Coming home
Like coming home
Like coming home
Coming home
Like coming home
Coming home
Like coming home
Coming home
And I've been running running running running out
On my own
But there's still nothing nothing nothing nothing like
Coming home
