Coming Home - Gary Hoey, Lita Ford

Pack my bags six a.

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Can’t wait to get outta town

Everything I said just came out wrong

I never wanna let you down

No matter what we are going through

I’ll always come back to you

When I see your smile

When I feel your touch

When I hear the words

You miss me so much

When I’m all alone

I hear you on the phone

Then I know

I feel like coming home

I miss them days

I can’t get back

But tomorrow is another day

When I stop and turn

I look back at you

I never want to walk away

No matter what we are going through

I’ll always come back to you

When I see your smile

When I feel your touch

When I hear the words

You miss me so much

When I’m all alone

I hear you on the phone

Then I know

I feel like coming home

No matter what we are going through

No matter what we are going through

When I see your smile

When I feel your touch

When I hear the words

You miss me so much

When I’m all alone

I hear you on the phone

Then I know

I feel like coming home

When I’m all alone

I hear you on the phone

Then I know

I feel like coming home