Driving on the road to home

A few cars back, maybe three in front

I don't know

All I know is we are going way too slow

The guy in front takes a left

The others follow, I am left alone

Maybe this'll be the day that I'm going home



And I feel lonely for the last time



Walking on the road to home

I take three steps and I fall backward five more

I wanna stop building up these walls between us

The walls of pride, the walls of pain

Break through these and make me whole again

I cannot wait to be with You, Lord Jesus



And I feel lonely for the last time



I will be gone with You



See the walls come down

See the walls come crashing down around us

Now we...now we are together



Now we are together



And I feel lonely for the last time




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