Coming Home

I was a child Counting paces Making faces At the people in the movie theatre Stood in line Broke formation To a rebel nation Watching from the outside in Oo-ooo-ooo-ooo Wa-hoo I'm coming home Wa-hoo Wa-hoo Wa-hoo I'm coming home Like spiders Weaving Believing That's they're sure to catch a fly On my own Or together It seems like never Since my feet have touched the ground Oo-ooo-ooo-ooo Wa-hoo I'm coming home Wa-hoo Wa-hoo Wa-hoo I'm coming home She said I'm sorry For nothing Understand how Young I was I was a child With a child Without a child I thought I could work it out Oo-ooo-ooo-ooo Wa-hoo I'm coming home Wa-hoo Wa-hoo Wa-hoo I'm coming home The places kept changing The faces kept fading Generations dying The white dove's tired of flying And I'm in here hiding The white light is blinding Through tubes And through wires The fire Inside me barely a flame And you came And you stayed And I heard you Calling from the other side Oo-ooo-ooo-ooo Wa-hoo I'm coming home Wa-hoo Wa-hoo Wa-hoo I'm coming home