Coming Home

Coming Home

I’m coming home, I’m coming home
Wait for me, something get for me.
I’m coming home, I’m coming home,
I fought for them, I caught them.
I love you all, that I recall,
Very much and very much,
I won for us, by fighting continuous.
We have a gun, we have a gun,
But they have a number one.
No one chance, no one chance,
But I remembered our Romance.
Some people dead, the news has been spread,
That some people dead.
But we won, but we won
And we have proved that they are wrong.
Finally and Literally,
We won the war, we won the war.
I am a Soldier there are so many risks on my shoulder,
But still I’m coming home, I’m coming home.
I fought for Home, I won for Home.
I’m coming home, I’m coming home

Copyright @ Rushabh Pathak

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