Where you live where you come from,
where your stay where you belong,
it's the place that you will know
it's the place that we call home.
It's a place that changes
four seasons in a year.
A map beside the road is pointing you are standing here.
I'm coming home.
I'm coming home.
I'm coming home.
I'm coming home.
I've been to places
I've never been before,
because I like to see what's behind that door.
Oh, that door is open
so I go in.
And when I'm there
I want to get back to the beginning.
Home.
I'm coming home.
I'm coming home.
I'm coming home.
All places have their stories
that never have been told.
some of them we never tell
until we're getting old.
Solo
And I'm coming home.
I'm coming home.
I'm coming home.
I'm coming home.
I'm coming hoooooooooomo.
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