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Long Way Home
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I got lost wandering through foreign lands,
A foreigner here where dawn is not my own.
A dollar in my pocket, like a final charm,
And in my heart the echo of years gone.
I’ve seen so much from edge to edge,
Both blinding light and endless dark abyss.
My soul was searching, always questioning,
Where is that land where it can find its bliss?
This is the long, long way back home,
Through thorns and storms, through winds so wild.
The journey to myself, to soul’s true home,
Where peace awaits, where truth is mild.
With pain and strength, with tears and joy,
I walk ahead, no more afraid.
Discovering a new world in each moment,
And finding peace within, unafraid.
This is the long, long way back home,
Through thorns and storms, through winds so wild.
The journey to myself, to soul’s true home,
Where peace awaits, where truth is mild.
I’ve seen faces filled with hope’s light,
And those who lost their way forevermore.
I heard songs so tender, singing bright,
And cries of pain that tore each soul.
I walked through desert roads so dusty,
And cobblestone streets of ancient towns.
In every city, in each foreign story,
I sought the glimpse of faces known.
This is the long, long way back home,
Through thorns and storms, through winds so wild.
The journey to myself, to soul’s true home,
Where peace awaits, where truth is mild.
With pain and strength, with tears and joy,
I walk ahead, no more afraid.
Discovering a new world in each moment,
And finding peace within, unafraid.
This is the long, long way back home,
Through thorns and storms, through winds so wild.
The journey to myself, to soul’s true home,
Where peace awaits, where truth is mild.
And though my path was long and winding,
Though wounds in soul still ache and bleed.
I know beyond the pure horizon,
My home awaits where love indeed.
I walked to find myself, who I truly am,
Who believes in light and kindness pure.
And this path was my ultimate aim,
To find my dream within, secure.
This is the long, long way back home,
Through thorns and storms, through winds so wild.
The journey to myself, to soul’s true home,
Where peace awaits, where truth is mild.
With pain and strength, with tears and joy,
I walk ahead, no more afraid.
Discovering a new world in each moment,
And finding peace within, unafraid.
The way back home… to God and to myself.
Peace in my soul… and a new world within.
I’m home…
I’m home…
