Many Lands

Many lands call me to come home
Come and see, this is where you should be
All these fields could be yours to own
Come be free, this is where you should be
I know none of them are my home

Mighty mountains and painted skies
Gentle seas, this is where you should be
Busy cities that promise gold
Just agree, this is where you should be
I know none of them are my home

I've been watching, I've been waiting
For the day when the sky is torn
When I run on those streets of gold, I will know
This is where I belong
I am watching, I am waiting
For the day when they sound the horn
Then Your face I will finally behold, I will know
This is where I belong

I know none of them are my home
Never will be my home
Never will be my home

I've been watching, I've been waiting
For the day when the sky is torn
When I run on those streets of gold, I will know
This is where I belong
I am watching, I am waiting
For the day when they sound the horn
Then Your face I will finally behold, I will know
This is where I belong

This is where I belong
I know none of them are my home



Credits
Writer(s): Gary Rea, Thomas Ashton Ewing Iii
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