As I leave the empty station, First thing I see is the sun over the mountains. West Hastings Street, anxiously waiting. That's when I feel that God is all around me. And I don't know where to begin, to say I'm sorry for my sins, So I collapse into your open arms I'm sorry it took me so long, Out here, for me to find my way back home.
I didn't have a reason, For when I stopped believing, But I needed you to know - That I'm right where I belong. Now I can see everything clearly, In the rearview, That you were right beside me. So long ago, my voice of reason, It disappeared, along with my convictions - And now I know where it begins, Accept forgiveness for my sins, And just collapse into your open arms
If all we are is where we've been, Then I know where I want to be. No matter how far I drift again, You keep a light on for me - Out here, so I can find my way back home... I didn't have a reason, for when I stopped believing, But I needed you to know that I'm right where I belong now, with you,
So I'll stay quiet in your arms. Words don't have the meaning, There's no use in repeating, But I needed you to know That I'm right where I belong.