home where i belong

they say that heavens pretty

and living here is too

but if they said that i would

have to choose between the two

i'd go home

going home

where i belong

and sometimes when i'm dreaming

it comes as no surprise

that if you look and see

the homesick feeling in my eyes

i'm going home

going home

where i belong

while i'm here i'll serve him gladly

and sing him all my songs

i'm here

but not for long

and when i'm feeling lonely

and when i'm feeling blue

it's such a joy to know that

i am only passing through

i'm headed home

going home

where i belong

and one day i'll be sleeping

when death knocks on my door

and i'll awake and find

that i'm not homesick anymore

i'll be home

going home

where i belong

hmm