William Fitzsimmons
William Fitzsimmons
William Fitzsimmons
William Fitzsimmons
William Fitzsimmons
William Fitzsimmons
William Fitzsimmons
William Fitzsimmons
William Fitzsimmons
William Fitzsimmons
William Fitzsimmons
Ain't seen you in quite awhile
Seems I forgot how your face looks when you smile
The interesting you that I gave
The interesting me that you face
Have you heard that I'm coming home as much as I can. Always been out on the road. I'll let you know when I'm in town, so I just might see you when you come around
Turn on the light, ready or not, I'm not what you wanted, I'm what you got. Open the door, roll out the mat, welcome is welcome but you'll take it back
When I come home
I wish it could be like it was when we were young. Those memories fade into dust. I'll let you know when I'm in town, so I just might see you when you come around
Turn on the light, ready or not, I'm not what you wanted, I'm what you got. Open the door, roll out the mat, welcome is welcome but you'll take it back
I'm burdened and bound, you're on the loose, I feel secure so untie this noose. Gasping for air, trying to get free, they say you'll find me, I say we'll see
Turn on the light, ready or not, I'm not what you wanted, I'm what you got. Open the door, roll out the mat, welcome is welcome but you'll take it back
Burden and bound, you're on the loose, I feel secure so untie this noose. Gasping for air, trying to get free, they say you'll find me, I say we'll see
When I come home