Coming Home - The Rigs

East wind is gonna blow,

Bring dreams we cannot know,

Wipe out the high and low,

Morning view will never be the same,

'Cause you can’t change me.

East wind is gonna rage,

Write like the pen and page,

Take the empty words you say,

Let you know you gotta run away,

'Cause you can’t change me.

Baby you can never run from love and blood,

Baby you better go, 'cause I’m comin home.

Drawn in like the tide,

Won’t know the strength it hides,

Will take you for a ride,

Leave you rocked and pleading for your life,

You can’t change me.

Watch the lights go out,

Pray for the saviors cloud,

'Cause here comes the fire and drought,

I’ll keep burning 'til it takes us down,

'Cause you can’t change me.

Baby you can never run from love and blood,

Baby you better go, 'cause I’m comin home,

Baby you can never run from love and blood,

Baby you better go, 'cause I’m comin home.

East winds are gonna blow,

Take out your heart and soul.

Baby you can never run from love and blood,

Baby you better go, 'cause I’m comin home,

Baby you can never run from love and blood,

Baby you better go, 'cause I’m comin home,

Baby you can never run from love and blood,

Baby you better go, 'cause I’m comin home,

Baby you can never run from love and blood,

Baby you better go, 'cause I’m comin home.