Coming Home

Coming Home

Happy indie pop-Folk Acoustic, natural Sounds,

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Coming Home



(Verse 1)
Traveled miles under foreign skies,
Chasing dreams, seeking new highs,
Yet in every step, a whispering thought,
What does it mean to have a place we've sought?

(Chorus)
I'm coming home,
where laughter fills the air,
Where hearts entwine,
beyond compare,
In the echoes of familiar tones,
Discovering what it means to be home.

(Instrumental)

(Verse 2)
Through bustling streets and distant lands,
I've held wonders in these eager hands,
But in the quiet moments, my heart yearns,
For the comfort only a true home discerns.

(Chorus)
I'm coming home,
where laughter fills the air,
Where hearts entwine,
beyond compare,
In the echoes of familiar tones,
Discovering what it means to be home.

(Instrumental)

(Drums break)

(Guitar solo)

(Bridge)
Amidst the chaos,
a simple truth,
Home is more than walls or a distant view,
It's the warmth of love and the shared embrace,
A sanctuary found in every face.



(Guitar Solo)

(Instrumental)



(Chorus)
I'm coming home,
where laughter fills the air,
Where hearts entwine,
beyond compare,
In the echoes of familiar tones,
Discovering what it means to be home.

(Chorus)
I'm coming home,
where laughter fills the air,
Where hearts entwine,
beyond compare,
In the echoes of familiar tones,
Discovering what it means to be home.

(Chorus)
I'm coming home,
where laughter fills the air,
Where hearts entwine,
beyond compare,
In the echoes of familiar tones,
Discovering what it means to be home.

(Coming home)

(End)