Let Me In

I was twenty seven days late for my arrival

I tried twenty seven ways to cut down my survival

Son, I know you can’t begin to understand

And I hope you’ll never have to know

What it’s like to be a drifting kind of man

So let me in, let me in and

Clean my sin, pull me from this cup I’m in

I want us to begin again, now I’ve come back

Windows clouded with your breath, fingers wipe away your tears

The hope you had for love that left, has dwindled through the years

One embrace can not erase all of your pain

I hope this moment’s not in vain

Let me in, I’m coming back

Let me in, I’m coming

Oh, I’m coming back