All my cares have become my greatest fears
And the day is getting louder,
It's getting louder in my ears

And I'm sorry, I'm sorry
I swear I'm not sorry
I've been cutting down trees long enough to see
That nobody is around

And my paper thin courage
Is only what I've lost to find
True love made of thickest oak
And a never ending time

So bring this back home to the place I'm supposed to be
Bring this back home, oh God I hope you're waiting for me

Faith comes in a little package, wrapped up tight
And confusing to me
And I've prayed, oh I've prayed enough
To merely feed a mouse

And the skin on my body
Isn't very old at all
But the honor on my chest
Was made a long time ago

So bring this back home to the place I'm supposed to be
Bring this back home, oh God I hope you're waiting for me


Lyrics submitted by jparks

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