Coming Home by Long Distance Traveller

When I'm away, I leave my love behind
Your moves your skin your lips, You know You never leave my mind

You come into my world, And make it a better place
With you in the country, Brings a smile to my face

The blue sky, The Surf is high
And Your all mine, Yeah, I'm coming home

The Grass and the trees , The Drifting lazy breeze
You Lift a broken man, Up From his knees

The blue sky, The Surf is high
And Your all mine, Yeah, I'm coming home
Solo- Get get you got it
Get get you got it
get get you got it
Let's take it home
yeah

Take a broken soul, into the countryside
Into the open-air, Stand back and watch him fly
Fly fly

The blue sky, The Surf is high
And Your all mine, Yeah, I'm coming home

• 80's
• Rock
• guitars
• overdrive
• soar
• Halifax