Josh Garrels - At The Table | Текст песни

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I went the ways of wayward winds
In a world of trouble and sin
Walked along the crooked mile
Behind a million rank and file
Forgot where i came from
Somewhere back when i was young
I was a good man's child

Cause, I lost some nameless things.
My innocence flew away from me
Had to hide my face from my desire to embrace forbidden fire
But at night I dream she's singing over me

Oh my child, come on home
Home to me and I will hold you in my arms and joyful be
There will always, always be a place for you at my table
Return to me

Wonder where I might begin
Hear a voice on the wind
She's singing fate but singing true
Son, there ain't nothing you can do
Listen close and follow me
I'll take you where you're meant to be
Just don't lose faith

So I'll put my hand upon the cloud
Wipe the sweat off from my brow
Let the good seed light the way
As i look toward the day
When i see my Father run to me singing o my child
Come on home, home to me
And i will hold you in my arms and joyful be
There will always, always be a place for you at my table
Return to me

Come on home, home to me
And I will hold you in my arms and joyful be
There will always, always be a place for you at my table

At my table
Return to me.


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