Make Your Home

Make Your Home

There's some furniture, I've been holding on to
I've had my rooms set up, just the way I want to

But it doesn't look like you, Ohhh
No it doesn't look like you

Make Your home, In my soul
Make Your home, In my soul

Cabinets hide my deepest fears, where I find my comfort
The mantel show my highest prize, That I've place my hope in

I am desperate for my life, to look like You
Jesus look into my eyes

Make Your home, In my soul
Make Your home, In my soul

Take my heart and don't leave any part alone,
Rearrange and make it all entirely, Your

Home (Open the doors of my heart)
Home (Change anything that you want)
Home (Open the doors of my heart)
Home (Open the doors of my heart)



Credits
Writer(s): Bryson Breakey, Michael Moore
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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