I thought I'd give it up for good,

'cause none of my actions are understood.

I thought I'd really leave,

and my coming back's something you'd never perceive.

I thought I'd make it;

Yes, I really thought I'd make it,

but then you smiled, you didn't rile me,

now I'm running back

running, running back.



I saw a vision of a love long deceased

and a chilly wind coming from East.

I know I can say I did my best,

but there were no more warm winds from the West.

Still I thought I'd make it;

Yes, I really thought I'd make it,

but then you smiled, you didn't rile me,

now I'm running back

running, running back.



I thought you'd never be missed,

and I really believed we'd never share another kiss.

And I thought for the last time I'd touched your hand,

but your love draws me back like quicksand.

Still I thought I'd make it;

Yes, I really thought I'd make it,

but then you smiled, you didn't rile me,

now I'm running back

running, running back.



And now I'm coming yes home.



I'm coming home