verse : E G#m F#m B

my dads not famous

but he is . . . to me

’cause he says we’re all special

all different

you see

prechorus : A E F#m B

A E B

and that’s not words from some old book

laying lonely on a shelf

that’s a man who knows himself

he tells it like it is

chorus : A E F#m B

if i don’t write

and i don’t call

it doesn’t bother you at all

so i’m coming home

yes , i’m coming home

please forget what i don’t say

you know i love you anyway

i’m coming home

yes , i’m coming home

A G#m F#m

so i’m coming home

A G#m F#m

yes , i’m coming home

’cause i get tired

of thinking ’bout things

i wasn’t built for

too much philosophising

i feel lost

sometimes i’m small

i feel i’m hardly here at all

there’s a man who knows himself

he tells it like it is

if i don’t write

and i don’t call

it doesn’t bother you at all

so i’m coming home

yes , i’m coming home

please forget what i don’t say

you know i love you anyway

so i’m coming home

yes , i’m coming home

i’m all grown up now

but i’m still your kid

and i’ll make you proud one day

but i know you love me anyway

so i’m coming home

yes , i’m coming home

i’m coming home

oh , i’m coming home

yeah , i’m coming home

B

to you oh , ohh

if i don’t write

and i don’t call

it doesn’t bother you at all

so i’m coming home

yes , i’m coming home

please forget what i don’t say

you know i love you anyway

so i’m coming home

yes , i’m coming home

i’m all grown up now

but i’m still your kid

and i’ll make you proud one day

but i know you love me anyway

so i’m coming home

yes , i’m coming home

i’m coming home

i’m coming home

oh , i’m coming home

E

to you