Home

God is gorgeous in the city

And what's my home like now

In a room where we share a pillow

And lights in the windowsill

And you let me lay my burdens down



Here take my bed lay your head on my lap again

Let me sing to your soul

Cause where you go is where I'll be home



Have I seen you in my audience

Have I past you in my car

When I open my lips to sing

Like an air closing back to me

And I let you lay your burdens down



Here take my bed lay your head on my lap again

Let me sing to your soul

Cause where you go you go



This second story's lonely

Only the headlights

Hear me harmonizing with the sirens

I want you read me like my diary

Dont even know your name

My home



God is gorgeous in the city

And what's my home like now