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Pack my bags in California
Didn't know what was waiting for me
Headed out east,
20, 000 in the hole
Everything I own in my back seat
Two guitars and one crazy dream
26 years weighing on my soul
Made my way on down this span
I found a friend who gave me her bed
I ain't slept this well in who knows how long
A thousand miles on these feet
Well I'm still learning what love means
I've just been running
From you all along
CHORUS:
Spring raining on Nashville tonight
Sing my song under a broken street light
Hold my hand to your side and tell me
It's gonna be alright
Oh I don't know which way this road will go but
I'm Coming Home
Lord I'm Coming Home
If I was standing on the Spanish shoreline
Than I was praying for a little more time
To lick my wounds
To cover my doubt
If I was a walking the streets of Dublin
Than I was talking trying to tell you something
About a black hole that you pulled me out of
CHORUS:
Spring raining on Nashville tonight
Sing my song under a broken street light
Hold my hand to your side and tell me
It's gonna be alright
Oh I don't know which way this road will go but
I'm Coming Home
Lord I'm Coming Home
The bridge is burning in my mind
No I don't know what I'm really like
The bridge is burning in my mind
No I don't know what I'm really like
CHORUS:
Spring raining on Nashville tonight
Sing my song under a broken street light
Hold my hand to your side and tell me
It's gonna be alright
Oh I don't know which way this road will go but
I'm Coming Home
Lord I'm Coming Home
No I don't know this road
Lord I'm Coming Home