GrooveLily

I'm low as a crater and filled with dust
I feel like a traitor to the thought of us
I hardly remember the heat of your hand
Memory fails me and crumbles like sand

CHORUS: Oh, hey ah, hey ah
Now my heart grows fonder
Through all these long long nights alone
Oh, hey ah, hey ah
Now my faith grows stronger
Soon I'll see your face
I'm picking up the pace
I am crossing land and sea and space
I am coming home

Your voice sounds so distant on the line
We chase every minute with a dollar sign
All that I want is to comfort you
My voice is my body...just without the view

CHORUS

Coming home, but not for long
I've got to make my way out in the world
And if I don't go back out there
There will always be another pretty girl
To do what I can do, play what I can play
And the prospects are so few
There will not always be another day
And there will never be another you
I'm coming home
I'm coming home
I'm coming home

Soon I'll see your face
I'm picking up the pace
I am crossing land and sea and space...