Coming Home piano leadsheet with chords

It's a fourletter word, a place you go to heal your hurt.

It's an altar, it's a shelter,

one place you're always welcome.

A big flamingo double wide, one bedroom in a high rise,

a mansion on a hill,

where the mem'ries always will keep you company whenever you are alone.

After all of my running, I'm finally coming home.

The world tried to break me;

I found a road to take me home.

There ain't nothing but a blue sky now.

After all of my running, I'm finally coming

home.

Well, they say it's where the heart is;

and I guess the hardest part is when your heart is broken and your love's out in the great wide open.

Looking for a map,

finding your way back to where you belong.

Oh, well that's where I belong:

coming home,

home.

Home. The world tried to break me;

I found a road to take me home.

There ain't nothing but a blue sky now.

After all of my running, I'm finally coming,

after all of my running, I'm finally coming

home.