Going Home · letra

Ive been feeling kind of restless Ive been feeling out of place I can hear a distant singing A song that I cant write And it echoes of what Im always trying to say
Theres a feeling I cant capture Its always just a prayer away I want to know the ending Things hoped for but not seen But I guess thats the point of hoping anyway
Of going home, Ill meet you at the table Going home, Ill meet you in the air And you are never too young to think about it Oh, I cannot wait to be home
Im confined by my senses To really know what you are like You are more than I can fathom And more than I can guess And more than I can see with you in sight
But I have felt you with my spirit I have felt you fill this room And this is just an invitation Just a sample of the whole And I cannot wait to be going home
Going home, Ill meet you at the table Going home, Ill meet you in the air And you are never too young to think about it Oh, I cannot wait to be going, to be going home
Face to face, how can it be Face to face, how can it be Face to face, how can it be
Cuz this is just an invitation Just a sample of the whole And I cannot wait to be going home