Coming Home
Branan Murphy
I'm ready now to come clean Second chances seem to be so few and far between But I'm begging now on my knees But every nightmare you were right there holding onto me Oh, oh, oh, oh, I know you know it all Oh, oh, oh, oh, Will you still break my fall? I'm coming home to you, to you, to you I'm coming home to you, to you, to you I'm coming home to you I wish I could change everything Second chances seem to be so few and far between It's a bitter taste, like a bad dream But every nightmare you were right there holding onto me Oh, oh, oh, oh, I know you know it all Oh, oh, oh, oh, Into your arms I fall I'm coming home to you, to you, to you I'm coming home to you, to you, to you I'm coming home to you I made a mess, now I'm coming on home I shoulda never left, now I'm coming on home I made a mess, now I'm coming on home I shoulda never left, now I'm coming on home No one's ever hurt me more than me And no one's ever loved me more than you I'm coming home to you, to you, to you I'm coming home to you, to you, to you I'm coming home to you I made a mess, oh yes I did I made a mess Gotta get home to you, back where I belong, to you Gotta get home, I'm coming home to you I wanna be with you, I wanna be with you That's where I belong I'm coming home to you
