Once I was running through a storm It's been washing of the dirt on these roads I could see the path ahead Once I was running through a storm It's been washing of the dirt on these roads I could see the path ahead Cause sometimes I feel like wandering off
Everything I gotta say Hey... I'm a marching man Hey... Everything I gotta say Hey... I'm a marching man And now I'm coming back again
It might be me but things have changed But it feels good sometimes to be rearranged I still know my way around And everytime I'm touching down again
CHORUS
I'm coming home And I'm wanlikng this way alone I'm calling out, I'm going home My jacket's torn My hands are rough My shoes are worn Outta love But my heart's marching on