Lyrics:

Too many times, my mind is busy, my mind's so busy, I ignore You,
Too many times, I've turned my back on, turned my back on the simple truth,
Too many times, I lose all sensation, and then in frustration, I miss the clue,
That I need your life, no longer complacent, no, never complacent, my heart's renewed.

Too many times, my heart's so weary, I cannot see clearly, so I fall away,
Too many times, I begin to wander, my heart grows fonder of the wider way,
Too many times, I'm broken but stubborn, and I just cannot learn that I need to pray,
To the God who brings back the lost son by giving His own Son to provide the way.

And I, I, I'm coming home, and I, I, I'm coming home.

Too many times, I'm sickly and tired, I feel uninspired, so I just give in,
But maybe this time, the answer lies closer, maybe it's closer than it's ever been,
Now it is time to bring back the lost son, yes, I am the lost son, wrapped in ties of sin,
I die to myself, let this life go, now with the truth known, I begin to live.

And I, I, I'm coming home, and I, I, I'm coming home.

Now it is time to serve my Savior, change my behavior, turn my life around,
Now it is time to remove the false mask, search out my new task, raise a joyful sound,
Now it is time to abandon the worthless and discover His purpose, 'til the lost are found,
I'll trust in my God, I'll rest in His saving grace, awaiting His holy place, let His joy abound.

And I, I, I'm coming home, and I, I, I'm coming home, and I, I, I'm coming home.


©Shadow of the Statue, 2014