So used to the raindrops on my head
It’s been so long since I slept in my own bed
Waking up to the tiredness in my bones
I’ve been spending the past months on my own
So I know that I’m coming home
Heading home for the winter
Bite my tongue, never say it straight
'Cause I try so hard to appreciate
The mystery of the winter fog
The overcast has turned me cold
So I know that I’m coming home
Heading home for the winter
We leave for the winter, migrate down south
We'll be leaving with our wings tied back
No regrets, eyes on the road
We coast along these yellow lines
And soon we roll, down the sixteenth
Marking each turn in our minds
And this one time, I won't be looking back
I'm heading home
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