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The Nadas - Coming Home lyrics
The leaves are blowing in the wind nighttime is colder than it's been my hair is long again There's three letters on my bed none of them are open she wrote to say she want to see her friend My feet are buried in the sand legs stretched out further than they can with stars in my hand I feel my head begin to spin it's three months until winter blows its end I need a change of air I'm coming home where I know these roads I know these folks I've been away a bit too long now I'm coming home I didn't think you'd turn the lights out or lock the door I didn't think you'd break my key and tell me I can't walk out anymore |
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