come back

I have been told 
That there is no going
Back home again

I felt home once
In the arms of a man
A lifetime that I missed

How many we are
These people
That can't go home

There is no home
Outside of love
In this place we don't belong 

1 comment:

  1. ah, but earthly arms are a mere reflection of God's. i grew up without a dad - not knowing that sort of embrace, but once i met the Lord, He started filling in the gaps. and when i read that He collects my tears, it shed a light of beauty of my mourning.

    make sense?

    either way - you belong. to Him. to me - as my sister in Christ, as my friend. and i love ya.


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