You're Like Coming Home

(álbum: What If? - 2004)

Riding restless under the broken sky
A weary trav'ler something missing inside
Always looking for a reason
To turn around
Desperate for a little peace of mind
Just a little of what I left behind
Well I've found it now
You're coming home

You're like Sunday morning
Pleasing my eyes
You're a mid-summer's dream under a star-soaked sky
That peaceful easy feeling
At the end of a long, long road
You're like coming home
You're like coming home
You're like coming home

Go ahead and let your hair fall down
This wanderlust, it's gone now
Here in your arms I'm safe from the world again
These are the days that can't be erased
Baby there isn't a better place
You're like heaven
You're like coming home

You're like Sunday morning
PLeasing my eyes
You're a mid-summer's dream under a star-soaked sky
That peaceful easy feeling
At the end of a long, long road
You're like coming home

Oh, you're that innocence
That serenity
That long part of me

You're like Sunday morning
Pleasing my eyes
You're a mid-summer's dream under a star-soaked sky
That peaceful easy feeling
At the end of a long, long road
You're like Sunday morning
Pleasing my eyes
You're a midsummer's dream under a star-soaked sky
That peaceful easy feeling
At the end of a long, long road
You're like coming home
Oh you're like coming home