They say Heaven’s pretty, livin’ here is, too.
And if they said that I would have to chose between the two
I’d go Home, going Home
Where I belong.
Sometimes when I am dreaming, it comes as no surprise.
And if you’ll look, you’ll see that homesick feeling in my eyes.
I’m headed Home, going Home
Where I belong.
While I’m here, I’ll serve Him gladly
And sing Him all these songs
I’m here, but not for long.
When I’m feeling lonely, when I’m feelin’ blue.
It’s such a joy to know that I am only passing through.
I’m headed home. I’m going home,
Where I belong.
While I’m here, I’ll serve Him gladly
And sing Him all these songs
I’m here, but not for long.
One day I’ll be sleeping, when death knocks on my door.
And I’ll awake to find that I’m not homesick anymore.
Cause I’ll be Home. I’ll be Home
Where I belong.
It’s where I belong.
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