Coming Home, Pt. 2

I missed your seventh birthday Last kiss, five thousand miles away Face Time on father's day Father's day, five thousand miles away Forever touring Never land Live like a rolling stone Rolling stone, my life's not in my hands I hope you understand I'll be coming home, I'll be coming home I'll be coming home, I'll be coming home I wanna, I wanna, I wanna I wanna hold your hand across this dark My life is always leaving Packed up, my bags are full of bones Don't know when I'll arrive I'm waiting, I'm waiting to take five My life is calling My feet are falling Somewhere away from here Away from here Waiting to arrive Waiting to arrive I'll be coming home, I'll be coming home I'll be coming home, I'll be coming home I wanna, I wanna, I wanna I wanna hold your hand across this dark Missed you when you're small Missed you when you're cold Placing you on hold Just for a while How'd you get so tall? You were born to soar Love you when I'm gone Love to endure I'll be coming home, I'll be coming home I wanna, I wanna, I wanna I wanna hold your hand across this dark I'll be coming home, I'll be coming home I'll be coming home, I'll be coming home I wanna, I wanna, I wanna I wanna hold your hand across this dark I'll be coming home, I'll be coming home I'll be coming home, I'll be coming home Across this universe of time and space You shook my heart's tectonic plates