COMING HOME

[Intro] [Verse] Dust motes dance in fading light, Your picture smiles, a gentle sight. Another year has come and gone, Since you left me here alone. The world feels muted, the colors fade, Like a masterpiece left unmade. But hope remains a flickering spark, To meet you in the endless dark. [Pre-Chorus] They say that time heals everything, But my heart still aches, my soul still sings. [Chorus] Oh, I'm coming home soon, my friend, Where earthly sorrows meet their end. We'll walk on streets of purest gold, With stories that will never grow old. No more tears and no more pain, Just endless joy, again and again. Wait for me beneath the sky, I'm coming home, where angels fly. [Verse] I remember all the silly things, Our secrets whispered and the joy it brings. We built our dreams on fragile wings, And laughed at what tomorrow brings. Now shadows lengthen, day is done, My race is almost fully run. I see your face in every star, Guiding me from afar. [Pre-Chorus] They say that time heals everything, But my heart still aches, my soul still sings. [Chorus] Oh, I'm coming home soon, my friend, Where earthly sorrows meet their end. We'll walk on streets of purest gold, With stories that will never grow old. No more tears and no more pain, Just endless joy, again and again. Wait for me beneath the sky, I'm coming home, where angels fly. [Ad Lib] [Verse] The garden waits, the flowers bloom, Preparing for my vacant room. My earthly tasks are nearly through, My heart now only beats for you. I feel the pull, the gentle tug, Released at last from sorrow's hug. Soon we'll laugh, and sing, and play, In everlasting holiday. [Pre-Chorus] They say that time heals everything, But my heart still aches, my soul still sings. [Chorus] Oh, I'm coming home soon, my friend, Where earthly sorrows meet their end. We'll walk on streets of purest gold, With stories that will never grow old. No more tears and no more pain, Just endless joy, again and again. Wait for me beneath the sky, I'm coming home, where angels fly. [Chorus] Oh, I'm coming home soon, my friend, Where earthly sorrows meet their end. We'll walk on streets of purest gold, With stories that will never grow old. No more tears and no more pain, Just endless joy, again and again. Wait for me beneath the sky, I'm coming home, where angels fly. [Outro]