36.50 pays my way.
Sitting at the depot, waiting for my train to come around.
Don’t even mind if it’s a little late.
500 miles I’m coming home today.

July I’m coming home tonight.
July I’m coming home tonight.
July I’m coming home tonight.

Fimiliar faces at my step.
It’s been ten years but still I know those eyes.
I thought I lost it all at once.
But once a friend, always welcome.
And I know that I can never duplicate,
though I try to make a mole, I try to make a mold.
And I know that when I’m gone, it’s not for good,
I know it’s not for good.

July I’m coming home tonight.
July I’m coming home tonight.
July I’m coming home tonight.

I know that I can neve r bee the man I’m meant to be.
If I stay here forever within this predictibility.
So when I’m on my way I know,
I’ll cherish my home forever more.
As a place that once was me,
as a place that set me free.

A million years seem to pass.
Ten-thousand homes mark my way.
But never one that could surpass.
The one that started me, the one that started me.

July I’m coming home...
July I’m coming home...
July I'm coming home...
July I’m coming home tonight.