Sitting on my porch again, like lying in bed
Listening to your voice again, filling me with dread
I hear you calling me, in my head
But sometime I'll be there, when I'm dead
I'm coming home, without you
I'm coming home, without you
I hear the prairie dogs, they're off near the stead
I see the holy light, wonder if I'm dead
I think of the holy sight, to see what's ahead
But there's no constable, must not be my bed
I'm coming home, without you
I'm coming home, without you
Alex Arizona - Reminisce (Acoustic) Lyrics
Alex Arizona - Reminisce (Acoustic) Lyrics
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Sitting on my porch again, like lying in bed
Listening to your voice again, filling me with dread
I hear you calling me, in my head
But sometime I'll be there, when I'm dead
I'm coming home, without you
I'm coming home, without you
I hear the prairie dogs, they're off near the stead
I see the holy light, wonder if I'm dead
I think of the holy sight, to see what's ahead
But there's no constable, must not be my bed
I'm coming home, without you
I'm coming home, without you
Listening to your voice again, filling me with dread
I hear you calling me, in my head
But sometime I'll be there, when I'm dead
I'm coming home, without you
I'm coming home, without you
I hear the prairie dogs, they're off near the stead
I see the holy light, wonder if I'm dead
I think of the holy sight, to see what's ahead
But there's no constable, must not be my bed
I'm coming home, without you
I'm coming home, without you
Writer: Alex Wendorf
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