Always Coming Home

Duration

5:09

Genres

Singer/Songwriter (Male)

Lyrics

I emptied out the left side of the closet Went down to the hardware store and made a couple keys Picked some yellow flowers from the garden Follow the path of petals, you'll find everything you need Can't promise you won't miss the sunset in Texas and cry But I'll do my best, Baby, to wipe your eyes dry I may go for days where my guitar takes me That's just what I do I may fly away on a western bound jet plane But I'm always coming home to you Always coming home to you It sure is nice to see you in the morning I got used to sleeping in the middle of the bed It's lonely in the company of strangers But here with you, my darling, I can finally rest my head Can't promise you won't miss the size of the west Texas sky But I'll take the Tennessee hills Long as you're by my side I may go for days where my guitar takes me That's just what I do I may fly away on a western bound jet plane But I'm always coming home to you Always coming home to you Hang your pictures, fill the drawers Rearrange until it feels like yours Walk around without your clothes Break it in and make it feel like home This is home I may go for days where my guitar takes me That's just what I do I may fly away on a western bound jet plane But I'm always coming home to you Always coming home to you I'm always coming home to you Always coming home to you words and music copyright 2010 by David Newbould (ASCAP) and Rose Falcon (BMI)