fuck off staying friends? alright, so if you do I also will..
who am I to run after you?
sometimes I ask myself where my home is..I searched for places which I could call home, maybe I found some which I could call home for at least a while..but I never found a place that I could REALLY call home...which my heart could call home..till I found Jesus..
All my life Ive been living here
trying to make this place my place
but it never felt like it was home
Ive travelled through western-USA
had a good time drivin around there
but it didnt felt like home
Ive been to lots of places
Ive seen a thousand faces
but the only thing I found
was that there was no place to call home
I visited places in Asia
Ive seen a mosque in turkey
but my heart couldnt find its place
Ive been to england in summer
Ive seen cathedrales and towers
I think it felt like home, at least a bit
Ive been to lots of places
Ive seen a million faces
but the only thing I found was:
theres only one place to call home
its your heart
in your heart I find love, I find grace, I find peace
in your heart I found home!
Samstag, 18. Oktober 2008
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