Verse one:
Like a prisoner held captive, 
In a strange and hostile land.
Like a soldier, fighting in a war, 
That he can’t understand.
There’s a strange and gnawing feeling, 
Like he don't belong;
And his heart is truly yearning, 
He just wants to go home.

Verse two:
Like a bird let out of bondage, 
To fly and soar so free.
Like a family reunion, 
As old friends you long to see.
That's the way that I’m feeling, 
There’s one place, that I belong;
O how I long to go there, 
I just want to go home.

Verse three:
Just a few more, days to linger, 
Time, will be no more;
We'll meet, friends and loved ones, 
Over on that golden shore.
And we'll live there, forever, 
As the ages roll on;
Up there, I hope to see you, 
I just want to go home.


Chorus:
Home, the savior's waiting, 
To take me in his arms.
Home, no hidden dangers, 
To bring me any harm.
Home, my soul is longing for, 
Home where I belong;
Come and take me Jesus, 
Come and take me home.

© Loyd C. Taylor
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