Coming Home — текст песни (Rkl)

You say "Life`s too fast"
You see the bus at last.
You smoke the weed, though it`s your last,
You laugh!
"Too cold" you say. Another foggy day.
Your shirt`s tucked in to stop the wind from numbing you again.
You say you`re gonna leave this place,
Tired of the race, You just want a break.
And no one`s left around,
Within a week you`re bound to find what`s real.
So you split home to find out the rest of the world`s slowed down,
You turn around.
Start back home to find that what you left behind was always right
You know it sure feels good to be back home.
Why I ever left I still don`t know.
I missed this place, this stomping ground, my home.
Got so that I even miss the cold.
You know it sure feels good to be back home.
Oh, why I ever left I still don`t know.
I missed this place, this stomping ground, my home.
Got so that I even miss the cold.