Going Back Home

I'm back to the sea
As the lights become weak
Pull down the blinds that shutter my life for a week
And the faces I see
The friends I don't keep
And the old folks that start dying in their sleep
And I wish I could speak to say something unique
To give you the comfort that you seek

Oh my love
In the ways that you need me I'm coming back but
Oh my love
It's the ways that you need me that make me want to run

And every time that I think that you find that I see
The distance I keep makes a poor judgen' fool out of me
Just like coming around to a part of your town that you've been
But every things changed from the lights to the houses to tree
But the smell is the same and it makes me remember your dreams

Oh my love
Gather your feet and start walking to the sun my love
Kill off your daemons before your heart turns into one

Is the bittersweet, is it pain that you need?
Is the bittersweet, is it pain that you need?
Is the bittersweet, is it pain that you need?
Is the bittersweet, is it pain that you need?
Is the pain that you need?