When You Come Back To Me Again

When You Come Back To Me Again
Garth Brooks

There’s a ship out on the ocean, at the mercy of the sea.

It’s been tossed about, lost and broken, wandering aimlessly.
And God, somehow you know that ship is me.

’Cause there’s a lighthouse in a harbor, shining faithfully.

Pouring its light out across the water for this sinking soul to see
That someone out there still believes in me.

On a prayer, in a song, I hear your voice, and it keeps me hanging on.

Oh, raining down, against the wind, I’m reaching out ’til we reach the circle’s end.

When you come back to me again.

There’s a moment that we all come to in our own time and in our own space.

Where all that we’ve done, we can undo if our heart’s in the right place.

On a prayer, in a song, I hear your voice, and it keeps me hanging on.

Oh, raining down, against the wind, I’m reaching out ’til we reach the circle’s end.

And you come back to me again.

And again, I see my yesterdays in front of me, unfolding like a mystery:
You’re changing all that is and used to be!

On a prayer, in a song, I hear your voice, and it keeps me hanging on.
Oh, raining down, against the wind, I’m reaching out, ’til we reach the circle’s end.
When you come back to me again. . .

. . . When you come back to me again.