My sister and I are playing in the sunlight.
We all feel warm as the sun shines on us.
Momma is smiling, Daddy smiles too.
Sisters are grinning, we are all beaming.
This is my family here, painted on my paper.
A picture in my dreams. It is all in my dreams.
Picking up my tiny suitcase, I go to a strange place.
Daddy is inside but Momma is outside.
Picking up my tiny suitcase, I go to a home I once knew.
Momma is inside, Daddy’s outside.
Holding tightly to my suitcase, I wander the roads.
Feeling alone, not sure where to go.
My tiny suitcase here is my only company.
This is my only home, the home I can’t escape.
Where is my home? Oh where could it be?
In such a great world, yet there is nowhere for me.
Who can deliver me to the home in my dreams,
the one in my drawing, the one of my dreams?
Where is my home? Oh where could it be?
In such a great big world, there is still no home for me.
Who can give me a cozy home, the home in my drawings,
the home in my dreams, home in my dreams?
Here, I have a home. I have a home.
But it’s not the one I drew on my paper.
It’s not my little suitcase, it’s the place that I dream of.
Mom and Dad are inside, my sister and I are too.
It is the home where our souls can finally rest,
the home full of glory, full of glory and hope.
It is the home (it is the home)
where our souls can finally rest (souls can finally rest),
the home full of glory, full of glory and hope.
It is a home full of glory, home full of glory, glory and hope.
from Follow the Lamb and Sing New Songs
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