Driving on the road to home, a few cars back
Maybe three in front, I don’t know
All I know is we are going way too slow
The guy infront takes a left, the others follow
I am left alone
Maybe this will be the day that I’m going home
And I feel lonely for the last time (x3)
Walking on the road to home
I take three steps and I fall backward five more
I want to stop building up these walls between us
The walls of pride, the walls of pain
Break through these and make me whole again
I cannot wait to be with You, Lord Jesus
When I feel lonely for the last time (x3)
See the walls
See the walls come crashing down around us
Now we… now we are together
And feel lonely for the last time