Coming Home

Two years ago today, I was called to go away
To an untamed land across the sea
I've been gone so long; I can't wait to get back home
Where the soft breeze blows through the trees

Coming home to see my momma, she'll be waiting at the door
Coming home to see my family that's what I've been fighting for
Coming home to see my father, coming home to be a son
I'm coming home

I drift back to the day, where a boy could run and play
In a shady stream, with a fishing pole
Playing checkers at the store, do they do that anymore?
It's the simple things I miss the most

Coming home to see my momma, she'll be waiting at the door
Coming home to see my family that's what I've been fighting for
Coming home to see my father, coming home to be a son
I'm coming home

I've lost so many friends, is it worth it in the end
To sacrifice a young man's dreams
As the trumpet plays its song and they pass old glory on
To a family proud of a man like me

Coming home to wait for momma, I'll be standing by the door
Coming home to see my family that's what I was fighting for
Coming home to see the Father, coming home to meet the Son
I'm coming home
I'm coming home.....