Going Home - Cris Cab

It’s been a couple years since I’ve been running

I’ve gone so far away I’m on my own

the every spread of ice and my path is hunted

the harder it’s become to walk alone

And all these people bring me down

so I’ve been stuck here on the ground

so I pack up all my things and leave tonight

And I know when I make it there I’ll leave it all behind

I’ll take it slow, I’ve been the open air

I’ll find my piece of mind

I’m going home, I’m going home,

said I’m going home my friend,

I’m going home, I’m going home,

so I can’t stop this life again

I’ts harder to escape when you’re still hurt it and every step you take is pain

but I’ll never turn around

I’ll be stuck there on the ground

so I pack up all my things and leave tonight

And I know when I make it there I’ll leave it all behind

I’ll take it slow, I’ve been the open air

I’ll find my piece of mind

I’m going home, I’m going home,

said I’m going home my friend,

I’m going home, I’m going home,

so I can’t stop this life again

you said that I could go back home

no matter how far how long from

I’m going home, I’m going home tonight, alright

you get a feeling when you can’t resist

kinds of bring you back into a world like this

when you were gone, gone gone

ohh all I wanna do is gonna go back home

some are waiting for me behind the door

looking for a body that can call it home

it’s just call it.

And I know when I make it there I’ll leave it all behind

I’ll take it slow, I’ve been the open air

I’ll find my piece of mind

I’m going home, I’m going home,

said I’m going home my friend,

I’m going home, I’m going home,

so I can’t stop this life again