Kind of scary, kind of scary was the road I had to go
Kind of scary was the road I had to walk on my own
Kind of lonely, kind of lonely was the place I had to go
Kind of lonely was the place I called my home
I’m coming home
I’m coming home like I never did before
I’m coming home
And you better treat me better
I’m coming home
I’m coming home like I never did before
I’m coming home
And you better treat me like the golden child
Kind of happy, kind of happy that I made it on my own
Kind of happy that I found a decent road and a home
Kind of lovely, kind of lovely to be able to be strong
Kind of lovely to have all the things inside you always feared was gone
I’m coming home….
I already told her you never will come here
I wish I could hold her away from this cold world
Wherever her home is from now on it’s colder
You’re crazy you told her ’don’t lean on my shoulder’
I’m coming home
I wanna love like I never did before
I’m coming home
And you better treat me like the golden child |
