Nhạc sĩ: Newton Faulkner, Toby Faulkner
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Taking it along the winding road
Away from all the urgency
Get far from all the maddening crowd
And enjoy the autumn day
It's hard to breathe at nine to five
Feels like I need a holiday
Right now I know I'm far away
But I'll be back again
Be back again
I'm coming through
I'm coming through
I'm coming through
The rest of me's just for you
Another plane, boat or train
Pick us up and pick it's late
Long goes off at four a.m.
Coffee keeps me sane
No time to think, think I'm late
Flight four, three, two, gate thirty-eight
Lots going on, but there you are
You're on my mind
On my mind again
On my mind again
I'm coming through
I'm coming through
The rest of me's just for you
You know that it makes no sense
You know that it makes no sense
You know that it makes no sense
You know that it makes no sense
You know that it makes no sense
You know that it makes no sense
I'm coming through
You know that it makes no sense
I'm coming through
I'm coming through
The rest of me's just for you
I'll watch the sun go slowly down
It's just on the horizon now
It's time for me to travel home
I'm onward bound
My story's soaked up in my skin
Can't wait to tell you everything
Can't wait to hold you in my arms
In my arms again
In my arms again
I'm coming through
I'm coming through
The rest of me's just for you