Written by Bob Welch.


We are the hungry ones
On a campground that's been and gone
Where are all the faces that I knew
All the heroes in the bright burning truth
Makes you feel real, real good in your bones
When the hunger stops, and the truth is known
My life, my light is coming home
Yeah, coming home
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Coming Home ( In Album Heroes Are Hard To Find ) Lyrics