Coming Home — Saxon

Take a plane, take a pill Need some sleep, feel like hell In my suitcase that's my life Thoughts of you cut me like a knife

Gone, gone, gone, gone down that lonely road But it won't be long until I'm coming home

Another ticket, another town These lonely miles, they just take me down On this highway going anywhere I hear your voice when there's no one there

Gone, gone, gone, gone down that lonely road But it won't be long until I'm coming home

Take a boat, take a train Need some comfort just to ease the pain Out my window I sit and stare The days drag by, baby when you're not there

Gone, gone, gone, gone down that lonely road But it won't be long until I'm coming home