Coming home, coming home, home again
I guess I thought about you every now and then
And every star I follow seems to lead me back this way
I’m coming home tomorrow – home to stay
Well I’ve tilted at some windmills and I’ve barked up many trees
I’ve been boxing with the shadows, I’ve been kicking ‘round the leaves
I could say I made a fortune I could say I ruled the world
But now I think I’ve learnt my lesson - no more cabs and clubs and girls
Coming home, coming home, home again
I guess I thought about you every now and then
And every star I follow seems to lead me back this way
I’m coming home tomorrow – home to stay
When I’m standing on your doorstep will you let me come inside?
I’ve been drifting like a shipwreck and the years have not been kind
Well l’ll comb my hair, and I’ll watch my weight and l’ll mind my “P”s &“Q”s
‘Cos it’s time to rest these itchy feet and park my driving shoes
I’m coming home to find you – l’ll even wine and dine you
Why can’t tomorrow be like yesterday?
l’ll bring you hearts and flowers, small talk for hours and hours
Until it’s time to get away...
Coming home, coming home, home again
I guess I thought about you every now and then
And every star I follow seems to lead me back this way
I’m coming home tomorrow – home to stay
I’m Coming home, coming home, home again
I guess I thought about you, thought about you, thought about you
Every now and then – ‘Cos I’m coming home again, coming home again...
Well I’ve tilted at some windmills and I’ve barked up many trees
I’ve been boxing with the shadows, I’ve been kicking ‘round the leaves
When I’m standing on your doorstep will you let me come inside?
I’ve been drifting like a shipwreck and the years have not been kind
Produced and recorded by Alex Heffes and David Fisher at Moose Mansions, Alexander Palace, UK and Summerisle in Carshalton Beeches, UK
Big Jim Sullivan very kindly invited us into his house to record his guitar parts on a laptop.