The countdown is getting harder the closer you come
I've blanked out what happens after the return flight
I don't want to discover how to say goodbye
I know I haven't told you yet
But where you go, I go
And when you follow your dreams to the opposite coast
I'll be meeting you there
Meaning doesn't exist in a world where you are anywhere other then my arms
There is no expectation of this fixing all of life's problems
But it will fix the one that shreds me apart countless times a day
You were never a choice I made but what my heart already knew
Falling without intent
Home, I'm coming home
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