Do you wish you hadn't stayed all night? Do you wish you hadn't go so high? Do you wish you hadn't come? Oh no, gotta go
Do you wish it wasn't half past gone? Do you wish it didn't last that long? Do you wish you hadn't come? Oh no, gotta go. Gotta run
Oh may I remind you? May I remind you that you've got nowhere to go? So I'm staying beside you I'm staying beside you 'til you find our way back home
We're coming home We're coming home Light a fire We're coming home We'll write it down We'll write it all down
And we dance along the finest line Between the chance of time of our lives And wishing you were done Oh no, gotta run
And we're choosing not to make that choice And we lose our shoes and voice But we had a lot of fun On the way, wanna play, gonna come?
Oh may I remind you? May I remind you that you've got nowhere to go? So I'm staying beside you I'm staying beside you 'til you find our way back home
We're coming home We're coming home Light a fire We're coming home We'll write it down We'll write it all down
We're coming home We're coming home Light a fire We're coming home We'll write it down We'll write it all down
Then it all comes flooding back to me Like a forgotten melody from a dream Then it all comes flooding back to me Like a forgotten melody from a dream Then it all comes flooding back to me Like a forgotten melody from a dream
We're coming home We're coming home Light a fire We're coming home We'll write it down We'll write it all down
Compositores: Andrew Robert White (Andrew White) (PRS), Charles Richard Wilson (Ricky Wilson) (PRS), James Simon Rix (Simon Rix) (PRS), Nicholas Matthew Baines (Peanut) (PRS)Editor: Rondor Music Ltd (PRS)Publicado em 2014ECAD verificado obra #10064706 e fonograma #11434964 em 23/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM