Текст песни Papa Roach - Not Coming Home.

I feel asleep, to the sound
Of the church bells ringing out
In this quiet little town
I am dreaming.

I woke up to the sound
Of an angel crying out
Gotta leave this little town

Gotta move on

I'm not coming home, not coming home
This christmas I am all alone
I'm not coming home, not coming home
I am out here on the road

Gotta phonecall from my son
He said, dad, you're number one
Mommy's going nuts, think she's crazy
But your mother on the phone
I've gotta tell her she's not alone
She's sick of waiting around
Then I tell her these words

I'm not coming home, not coming home
This christmas I am all alone
I'm not coming home, not coming home
I am out here on the road

Keep holding on,
It won't be long
But for now

I'm not coming home, not coming home
This christmas I am all alone
I'm not coming home, not coming home
I am out here on the road

Keep holding on,
It won't be long,
But for now

I'm not coming home.