Coming Home

I've been away too long, I'm coming home
I've been away too long, now I'm coming home
Where Penelope weaves and waits for me
She could be walking that rocky shore where the land receives the sea
I've sailed rough seas, I'm coming home, 
Those wine-dark seas, now I'm coming home
I can feel the breath of the evening breeze
Old ghost walking in the mist through the olive trees

So many companions, fallen away
You chose me to lead and I led you astray

(can I ever will I ever let it go, can it be all right . . . )

I miss my child, I'm coming home
I miss my child, I'm coming home
Open your arms, come and embrace me
I'm coming home, home to where I fought to be