Flying home
On my way
Another road
They're all the same

Going to my room
With a window to The Sea
Something like a sound
I have found surrounding me

Does it really matter if you cannot tell?
Red and yellow, could it be heaven and hell?

I came all the way to burn
Have I ever felt so warm?
I am not so sure
Who I was before the storm

A blurry face like a mask
With a smile that can't be seen
It speaks in colors and
Words that no one dares to think

Does it really matter when you ring the bell?
Madness in your dreams, could this be your curtain call?

I don't know why no one dares
To close The Book right before The End

I feel a heat from that dream
I sense my pulse slowing down
(I want to rest, come back home, to my self)
I want to lie down, to fall sleep within this sound
(Embrace the end, I'm coming back, this is my home)
I'm coming home now

Coming home, coming home, coming home
Coming home, coming home, coming home
Coming home, coming home, coming home
Home, coming home
Home, coming home
Home, coming home, home
Home