The reason why I'm broken, the reason why I cry
Is how long I must wait to be with you.
I close my eyes and I see your face.
If home's where my heart is then I'm out of place.
Lord won't you give me strength to make it through somehow.
Never been more homesick than now.
In Christ there is no end.
So I'll hold onto Jesus with all that I have
to see you again.
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