Home,
the place I want to be,
the place that’s meant for me,
the place I cannot see.

Time,
is never on my side,
no matter how I’ve tried,
there’s freedom I’m denied.

And I’ll be back again
it’s all part of the plan
and I promise to come home,
I’ll never be alone,
and I’ll be back where I belong.

hope,
is sometimes overrated
when you’re angered and frustrated,
when you’re feeling low and hated.

faith,
the focal point of all things,
that raises you on its wings,
that dangles you on its strings.

And I’ll be back again
it’s all part of the plan
and I promise to come home,
I’ll never be alone,
and I’ll be back where I belong.