Jeg satt her å var i det kreative hjørnet i menst jeg tittet på tabellen og begynte å dagdrømme om en dag jeg skal få oppleve igjenn Leeds i PL, så hørte jeg på "Football`s coming home" og tengte som så :
We still believe, we still believe
were coming home,
were coming home, were coming
Leeds are coming home
were coming home,
were coming home, were coming
Leeds are coming home
Tears for heroes dressed in White
No plans for final night
Stay in bed, making us to ready fight
It could have been all
Songs in the street
It was nearly complete
It was nearly so sweet
And now I'm singing
Heroes in white shirts
Everybodies gleaming
No more years of hurt
No more need for dreaming
Talk about Leeds are coming home
WE ARE MARTCHING ON!
We were weak, but we've grown
And now I see us ready for war
Beetween good as before
Becchio is certain to score
The crowd is screaming for more
Heroes in white shirt
Everybodies still gleaming
No more years of hurt
No more need for dreaming
Now where raising our hands