Coming Home
I hear the women complain about the life in here
But little do they realize out there is what I fear
What if I can’t adjust my life to the way it used to be?
What if once I get out of here my man decides to leave
Can it be real and oh so close? I am really going home
I’ll be the girl I used to be, no longer will I roam
My family loves me, in spite of it all
So for my sake and theirs, I’ll stand tall
I’ll make it this time around, I’ll be strong like a stone
Baby I love you and I am ready to come home
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