Coming Home (Seven Lions & Ricky Mears festival radio mix)

Time it slips from fingertips
I tore her dress,
Threw it to the floor
I'm in love with every open door,
I'm sorry

It's cold as hell on the other side of this bed
Twisted up in sheets,
Demons in my head
I wanna know you, oh
Let me come back
I'm sorry I slid off the tracks

I'm hopeless without you,
Hopeless without you
Hopeless without you so
I'm coming home, I'm coming home!

I'm coming home, I'm coming home!
I'm coming home, I'm coming home!
I'm coming home, I'm coming home!
I'm coming home, I'm coming home!

Wide awake, and I can't sleep
Shaking fevers from these broken dreams
Baby could you forgive me for what I lost
Could you forgive me?

It's cold as hell on the other side of this bed
Twisted up in sheets,
Demons in my head
I wanna know you, oh
Let me come back
I'm sorry I slid off the tracks

I'm hopeless without you,
Hopeless without you
Hopeless without you so
I'm coming home, I'm coming home!

I'm coming home, I'm coming home!
I'm coming home, I'm coming home!
I'm coming home, I'm coming home!
I'm coming home, I'm coming home!