Coming Home
Branan Murphy
I'm ready now to come clean
I've been hiding, I've been sleeping with the enemy
But I'm begging now on my knees
The morning after is a sobering reality
I know You know it all
Will You still break my fall?
I'm coming home to You, to You, to You
I'm coming home to You, to You, to You
I'm coming home to You
I wish I could change everything
Second chances seem to be so few and far between
It's a bitter taste, like a bad dream
But every nightmare You were right there holding onto me
I know You know it all
Into Your arms I fall
I'm coming home to You, to You, to You
I'm coming home to You, to You, to You
I'm coming home to You
I made a mess, now I'm coming on home
I shoulda never left, now I'm coming on home
I made a mess, now I'm coming on home
I shoulda never left, now I'm coming on home
No one's ever hurt me more than me
And no one's ever loved me more than You
I'm coming home to You, to You, to You
I'm coming home to You
To You
To You
I'm coming home to You
Gotta get home to You, back where I belong
To You, to You
Gotta get home
I'm coming home to You
Gotta get home to You
Back where I belong
To You, to You
Gotta get home
I'm coming home to You