you don't have to go home (but you can't stay here)

lord knows i'm guilty

of livin' my life

like there's always tomorrow

for making things right

but our days are numbered

like the hairs on our head

no man knows the hour

he'll shake hands with death. you don't have to go home

and live up in glory

but you can't stay forever down here. for all in this world that's uncertain

one thing is clear. you don't have to go home but you can't stay here. there's a master time keeper

who died on the cross;

and it breaks his heart knowing

hell's gain is his loss. but if your name is written

in the lamb's book of life

you'll know where you're going

if he calls you tonight.