They tell you that here Birds in the sky, man on the ground Things disappear But I know better, at least enough To miss holding your hand I give my life to someone else's dream So either in a casket or a train I'm coming back I'm coming back I met you in the third town Where we lived when I was young In a couple of years mama was sick And daddy was gone We could start a family Is it wrong to think like that? I know you still ain't met no one like me So I tell you now, as long as I can breathe I'm coming back I'm coming back When the wind blows against your coat And winter is coming in, I will follow Well I been working fields and factories Since I could think For men who see money, instead of creation And yell when you blink But I believe in something That don't really have a name I'd have a million dollars, I don't care Anywhere I been, well you're not there So I'm coming back I'm coming back