Not Coming Home Songtext

von Papa Roach

Not Coming Home

I fell asleep to the sound
Of the church bells ringing out
In this quiet little town
I am dreamin'

I woke up to the sound
Of an angel crying out
Yet to leave this little town
Gotta move on...

I'm not coming home, not coming home
This Christmas I'm all alone
I'm not coming home, not coming home
I'm out here on the road

Got a phone call from my son
He said "Dad you're number one
But mummy is going nuts
I think she's crazy"
Put your mother there on the phone
I gotta tell her she's not alone
She's sick of waiting around

And I tell her these words...

I'm not coming home, not coming home
This Christmas I'm all alone
I'm not coming home, not coming home
I'm out here on the road

Keep holding on
It won't be long
But for now...

I'm not coming home, not coming home
This Christmas I'm all alone
I'm not coming home, not coming home
I'm out here on the road

Keep holding on
It won't be long
But for now...
I'm not coming home