Comin' Home to You

Drivin' down an open road There's nothin' on the radio The windshield wipers keeping time I'm thinking back when you were mine Heavy feelin' in my soul Hopin' I won't lose control But baby if I do I'm comin' home to you From Arkansas to Timbuktu I'd never stop I'd go right through Forty days and forty nights Have rained down on my paradise What am I suppose to do Give me strength to make it through One more sleepless night I'm comin' home to you Home fried chicken, banjo pickin' Singin' all of our favorite songs Everybody'd sing along with Front porch swingin' Just you lookin' Like a queen at the high school prom Where we danced all night long The moon shone down like a big spotlight And everything felt so right When you said I love you too Now I'm comin' home to you Well the rain drops falling Drive my heal And I've got both hands on the wheel That picture of you in my mind It's got me burnin' up inside Lord please help me find my way To find those magic words to say And baby when I do I'm comin' home to you Home fried chicken, banjo pickin' Singin' all of our favorite songs Everybody'd sing along with Front porch swingin' Just you lookin' Like a queen at the high school prom Where we danced all night long The moon shone down like a big Spotlight And everything felt so right When you said I love you too Now I'm comin' home to you Sweet sun is rising I'm getting close to home It seems like I've been driving for so long Gonna have some --- Comin' Home to You - Adam Gregory