Coming Home

André Andersen


I'm heading back from years of repressing the thought
How was I wrong pretending to be who I'm not
Feels like being alone too long,
Chasing dreams on my own, I'm coming home

This time around it's perfectly clear in my mind
Along the way, I know what to lose, what to find
Being stranded and lost too long,
Now I'm moving along, I'm coming home


Writer/s: DON COOK, AL ANDERSON