Herod the Fink - Coming Home Lyrics

I can't say I remember his face
The greeting was brief as we pushed through the gate
So I'm leaving it all up to fate
And faith in this pilot and faith in his plane
Faith that they'll bring me safely again
With rows of us drifting to sleep
The hum of the engines, our minds well at ease
In the cabin's dim light as we glide o'er the sea

Coming home, I'm coming home

You won't believe the stories that I've got for you
And the presents that I'll leave under the tree
For two long years, there's always been the thought of you
And the hope that I'd be back this Christmas Eve

Coming home, I'm coming home

This morning I was running through Sao Paulo streets
The wheels broke off my overloaded case
There were times I wondered how I'd ever cope
But now I know I'll dearly miss that place

I left with ten white shirts all new and crisp and folded tight
All that's left is on my back to make it through the night
One stop in Chicago in the freezing Midwest rain
Then will come the best hugs that I've had or will again

We can't stop the falling of the silent winter snow
And we can't be quite sure of where we've been or where we go
But we can do our part and we can hope and we can pray
That every thing we've been working on is going to go our way

Coming home, we're coming home