Coming Home

Coming Home - Bryan Adams

All those nights I've spent alone

Uninspired to tired and wasted

There's lots of times

I'd have telephoned

I couldn't find the words to say them

I'm comin' home Lord I'm comin' home

I'll make it short I'll make it sweet

Make it up to you I mean it

I'm not the same guy I used to be

What can I do to make you believe it

Comin' home I'm comin' home

Comin' home I'm comin' home

Only seems like yesterday

You and I were sayin' good-bye

Now I'm just a few miles away

Gonna see you tonight

I've been alone and I've lived the pain

I reached for you in desperatin

I was wrong - I'll take the blame

I need you back now I just can't wait

I'm comin' home yeah I'm comin' home

Won't you wait I'm comin' home

Comin' coming wait it out

Comin' home coming home wait it out now