Screen door slams under smoky southern skies Head to the stars 'cause the ground don't feel alright And I've been tripping over my own feelings Seems the more I try, the more there is to fight But the night is a canvas for the light I'll be coming, I'll be coming home Sometimes getting lost is on the way to better roads When the path is overgrown And I'm cold and all alone That's when I'll be coming I'll be coming home ♪ Too many times I should have picked up the phone And too many times I should have left it alone I've been feeding all these homemade demons Like a sculptor who encased himself in stone That's why I'll be coming, I'll be coming home Sometimes getting lost is on the way to better roads When the path is overgrown And I'm cold and all alone That's when I'll be coming I'll be coming home ♪ And in the darkness of this room I thought it was over I thought it was all through But from night-life blooms So I'll keep coming home I'll be coming, I'll be coming home Sometimes getting lost is on the way to better roads When the path is overgrown And I'm cold and all alone That's when I'll be coming I'll be coming home