Feels like I'm speaking
From the bottom of the ocean
My wheels are stuck in motion
And my head is in the clouds
If I keep holding to the
Hope I find in your home
I'll be burying my tombstone
And returning to the ground
Sometimes you gotta lose it all to win
I'm tired and I'm coming home again
I'm coming home
I'm pulling in
Broke all of my bones
I'm on the mend
It's cold outside
It's raining still
I'm coming home
Stayin' 'til I get my fill
Feels like I'm spiraling
An endless realm of truckstops
I couldn't hear a pin drop
If it pierce me through my core
I'm the first to admit the world
Don't need another road song
But I'm hollow and I'm moving on
So I guess I'll write one more
Sometimes you gotta lose it all to win
I'm tired and I'm coming home again
I'm coming home
I'm pulling in
Broke all of my bones
I'm on the mend
It's cold outside
It's raining still
I'm coming home
Stayin' 'til I get my fill
I'm flying all my flags out in the wind
I'm tired and I'm coming home again
I'm coming home
I'm pulling in
Broke all of my bones
I'm on the mend
It's cold outside
It's raining still
I'm coming home
Stayin' til I get my fill