Lord Bring Me Home

A voice that knows me, keeps me warm.
Lord, bring me home where I belong,
Where broken hearts are made whole and strong.
I'm laying down what I've been holding on my own.
Lord, bring me home.
I built walls around this weary soul of mine,
Thought I could heal these wounds within enough time.
But every door I close, you're standing just outside,
With open arms that never ask me why.
I feel you reaching through my pain,
Your mercy falling like the rain.
Lord, bring me home where I belong,
Where broken hearts are made whole and strong.