You want me home, but I'm gone all night

And we've probably been in some kind of fight

But if that's not real, and that's not right...

And I'm beginning to see the light

Yes, I'm beginning to see the light



When all the stars up in Heaven were rushed by an angel

To see the light in your face better

And if God would only listen

He would surely create us

A hope of his everlasting grace



And I may be young, but I still know

The things you put down can rise from below

And I can hardly believe you would lay this at my door

'Cause I have heard that song before

Yes, I have heard that song before



When all the stars up in Heaven were rushed by an angel

To see the light in your face better

And if God would only listen

He would surely create us

A hope of his everlasting grace



You want me home, but I'm gone all night

And we've probably been in some kind of fight

But if that's not real, and that's not right...

And I'm beginning to see the light

Yes, I'm beginning to see the light