Won't Be Coming Home Songtext / Lyric

He is reaching up for climbing

Ropes hanging down below

I see the children smiling

No need to let it show



I know

I won't be coming home

No more



The streets and sidewalk borders

Stretch out beyond the scenes

The sweet and dark emotions

Everyday hopes and dreams



My God, I know who's waiting

Beneath the bedroom floor

Her eyes anticipating

Our each and every move






I know

I won't be coming home

No more



All I ever wanted

Was to turn from my side

All I ever wanted

Was to turn from my side



The rake is scratching harder

The half-drawn window shade

Like any empty memory

The colors seem to fade



My God, I know who's waiting

Beneath the bedroom floor

Remember summer showers

Outside the cabin walls



I know

I won't be coming home

No more