Coming Home - text
Never thought I’d come to this. Is this the place I’ll miss? Am I finding my way back home?
Is it gonna be the same, like the way it used to be? Will anyone call out my name?
What am I heading for when I know there will be nothing more for me to see. I hope to see the flashing lights of a city that will never fight again.
Nights that I spent waiting on the line. Not knowing if I was evil or divine. Seconds seemed like days, now I’m on my way to cross the line.
Six years of idleness, six years of anguish, six years of patience, but only one wish.
One wish to go back home, one wish to stay at home, one wish to kill, it’s the way I feel.
What am I heading for when I know there’ll be nothing for me to see?
I hope to see the flashing lights of a city that will never fight again.
Gonna open that door. Gonna step on that floor. Gonna play that grand piano.
Am I gonna see it again, or is it gonna stay in the past. All that happiness that I once had in my life, seems to be gone.
What am I heading for, when I don’t even know why I am heading for a land that remains my home. In spite of all its evil trends that I know once will surely end, it’s my home, my home
Suicide in B Minor
- Suicide in B Minor
- Nightmare Within a Dream
- Project Sinister
- Do You Believe?
- Coming Home
- Us for Fools (To Iran)
- Cask of Amontillado