Coming Home

Lately thinking of, the scent of your skin Lemongrass and cinnamon Lately thinking of, all the times I used to think Fear is for the weak, and not for me Now I always hope that someone else is in the room When I see your clothes or hear your favorite tune And it's drowning me, it's hard to breathe, I take all the pills Hoping that the chemicals will rewrite history You got me all hopeful now I'm all alone It's like a rollercoaster that goes on and on You left us all behind, with the tumors on your mind I'm keeping all our pictures and the ring that made you mine, and I'm Still waiting for the door knock But you're not coming home No, you're not coming home We'd play hide and seek and always find you in our bed Smiling and all innocent Thirteen months gone by but it feels like thirty years Since you hid in a place where a shovel might find you But I always hope that someone else is in the room When I see your clothes or hear your favorite tune Oh, and it's drowning me, it's hard to breathe, I take all the pills Hoping that the chemicals will rewrite history You got me all hopeful now I'm all alone It's like a rollercoaster that goes on and on You left us all behind, with the tumors on your mind I'm keeping all our pictures and the ring that made you mine and I'm Still waiting for the door knock But you're not coming