I’m on my way to Stockton and I can’t rest my head.
I can hardly wait until I’m in your arms again.
Because this rolling life has got to me
and no one else can hold me still like you.
It’s been taxis through the city and meetings on the phone:
Drawn out conversations with people that I hardly know
That never mean as much to me
As sitting there in silence next to you.
I’m coming home to you.
I’m coming home to you.
I’m living off of photographs and memories of your voice.
Its how I keep you with me when I’m buried by the noise
Of this busy world I'm living in.
I don’t know how I make it but I do.
I’m coming home to you.
I’m coming home to you.
When I get lost out on the road
I need someone to come find me.
I need someone to remind me
why I ever leave my home.
I’m coming home to you.
I’m coming home to you.
I’m on my way to Stockton and I can’t rest my head.
I can hardly wait until I’m in your arms again.
Because this rolling life has got to me
and no one else can hold me still like you.
A surprisingly tender and intimate concept record about long distance love from Cody Votolato of The Blood Brothers/Head Wound City. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 30, 2019
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