It´s yet to be determined,
but the air is thick,
And my hope is feeling worn.
I´m missing home,
And I´m glad you´re not a part of this,
there´re parts of me that will be missed.
And the phone is always dead to me,
so I can´t tell you the temperature is dropping
And it feels like

it´s colder than it ought to be in March
And I still got a day or two ahead of me
till I´ll be heading home,
into your arms again.
And the people here are asking after you.
It doesn´t make it easier.
It doesn´t make it easier to be away.

I´d like to hire a plane.
I´d see you in the morning,
when the day is fresh.

I´m coming home again. {x3}

when the day is fresh.
I´m coming home again.

It´s warmer where you´re waiting.
It feels more like July.
There´s pillows in their cases
And one of those is mine.
She wrote the words I love you,
And sprayed it with perfume.
It´s better than the fire is
to heat this lonely room.
It is warmer where you´re waiting

It feels more like July. {x2}

It´s yet to be determined,
but the air is thick,
And my hope is feeling worn.
I´m missing home,
And I´m glad you´re not a part of this,
there are parts of me that will be missed.
And the phone is always dead to me,
so I can´t tell you the temperature is dropping
And it feels like

it´s colder than it ought to be in March
And I still got a day or two ahead of me
till I´ll be heading home,
into your arms again.
And the people here are asking after you.
It doesn´t make it easier.
It doesn´t make it easier to be away.

I´d like to hire a plane.
I´d see you in the morning,
when the day is fresh.

I´m coming home again. {x3}

when the day is fresh.
I´m coming home again.