Coming Home

Coming Home

Walking down the highway
Going 12 miles an hour
All I have is my guitar and soul
And the need to have a good old shower

Walking all around to learn
Seeing things in different views
But things that aren't different from before
It's all about the perspective you choose

Will I ever be coming home
Will I have to walk through Rome
And back to miss what I had
Or like this am I glad
I see light in it all
Even when it's not shining
It's still there
It shouldn't be hiding

Got my blues and got my sadness
Picked it up cause at home I left my gladness
Far away from everything before
Said goodbye and it makes me feel sore

Sore in my heart and sore in my brain
Walking won't take me from the pain
This journey was started with personal gain
But now I just want to be home again

I want to be coming home
I don't want to make it to Rome
Or back, I miss what I had
Like this I'm not glad
I see light in it all
Even when it's not shining
It's still there
It shouldn't be hiding

I shouldn't have left it behind
I should've known what I had
I should've held on to it all
It would've always kept me glad

Now I know my error
It has made me sad
Now I know the solution
I'll see you soon mom and dad

Cause I'm coming home
I didn't even make it to Rome
But I'll make it back to what I had
And now I'll always be glad
I should've seen the different light
Because it was always shining
It's thankfully still there
It's no longer hiding