When night takes over in the afternoon,
One thing keeps me staring at the moon,
It calls for dreamers as it calls for time,
But those real dreamers do not sleep at night,
You will see me coming down your road,
When night falls down and slowly makes a womb,
I close my pedals and I start to bloom,
Coming down your road, (I'll be home soon soon soon soon)
I'm coming home, (I'll be home soon soon soon soon)
I'm coming home! (I'll be home soon soon soon soon)
(I'll be home soon soon soon soon)
(I'll be home soon soon soon soon)
(I'll be home soon soon soon soon)
(I'll be home soon soon soon soon)
(I'll be home soon soon soon soon)
(I'll be home soon soon soon soon)
(I'll be home soon soon soon soon)