Comin' Home

(album: Letter To America - 2011)

Heading down this iron road
These six strings on my back
Must be twenty years or more
Since this train roared down the track

Sometimes I hear the whistle blowing
Conductor shouting all aboard
But I'm rusting in the stockyard
Said that's all I was good for

I dream I'm heading down this iron road
I dream I'm heading back
I'm building up a head of steam
And I'm burning up the track

I see her waving from her window
I'm smiling... waving back
I don't feel so alone

I'm coming home
And it feels like the first time
I'm coming home
Coming home for the last time

Stoking up the embers
I can see the fire rise
Every flame burning
Lighting memories in her eyes
All I'm asking from you is a second chance

I'm coming home
And it feels like the first time
I'm coming home
See the world in a new light
I'm coming home
See the world in a new light
I'm coming home