Coming In Going Out (G. Kooymans/B. Hay/F. Carillo) 2003 Millbrook U.S.A.

In the morning when I wake up, I recover from a dream
And beside me is my sweetheart, still asleep innocently
Turn the tap on, splash some water on my cheeks and suddenly
I remember in the mirror, who I am and where I’ve been

Coming in, looking out, lookin’ in, findin’ out
Coming in, looking out, lookin’ in and going out

There’s a postcard on the doorstep, with a stamp I’ve never seen
And a stray dog says good morning, to the sunshine I believe
Every minute, every hour, every time-out, go between
God keeps trying new inventions, for a bullet on a broken wing
And the Lord knows it’s a smoke screen, messin’ up again
Bless my soul, in control now

Coming in, looking out, lookin’ in, findin’ out
Coming in, looking out, lookin’ in and going out
Coming in, looking out, lookin’ in and findin’ out
Coming in, looking out, lookin’ in and going out