Coming Home - Nerina Pallot

My dad’s not famous, but he is to me

'Cause he says we’re special, all different, you see?

And that’s not words from some old book

Laying lonely on a shelf

That’s a man who knows himself

He tells it like it is If I don’t write and I don’t call

It doesn’t bother you at all

So I’m coming home

Yes I’m coming home

Please forget what I don’t say

You know I love you anyway

So I’m coming home

Yes I’m coming home

I’m coming home

Oh, I’m coming home

'Cause I get tired of thinking 'bout things

I wasn’t built for too much philosophizing

And I feel lost sometimes and small

I feel I’m hardly here it all

But there’s a man who knows himself

He tells it like it is If I don’t write and I don’t call

It doesn’t bother you at all

So I’m coming home

Yes I’m coming home

Please forget what I don’t say

You know I love you anyway

So I’m coming home

Yes I’m coming home

I’m all grown up now

But I’m still your kid

I’ll make you proud one day

But I know you’ll love me anyway

So I’m coming home

Yes I’m coming home

I’m coming home

This time, I’m coming home

I’m coming home to you

If I don’t write and I don’t call

It doesn’t bother you at all

So I’m coming home

Yes I’m coming home

Please forget what I don’t say

You know I love you anyway

So I’m coming home

Yes I’m coming home

I’m all grown up now

But I’m still your kid

I’ll make you proud one day

But I know you’ll love me anyway

So I’m coming home

Yes I’m coming home

I’m coming home

This time, I’m coming home

I’m coming home to you