Coming Back

I've travelled my heart far and wide, followed tall tales that my mind tried - Heard that lonesome train whistle blow, through open windows into my soul - I've tasted water turned to wine, felt the wild wind that blows every mind - And found, no matter what I become, no matter what I do, it all, every last drop, takes me right back to you - I could go a million miles or a million years, could climb a mountain of courage or fall in a pit of fear - But none of it would sever the fact, right to you is always where I'm coming back - You are the final story the hope, the light, the love, the one the sun, moon and stars eternally dream of - That is why no matter how sad, low sorry, afraid or alone, I will always be coming back to you, my forever home -