Sara Groves - Going Home Lyrics
Ive been feeling kind of restlessIve been feeling out of placeI can hear a distant singingA song that I cant writeAnd it echoes of what Im always trying to sayTheres a feeling I cant captureIts always just a prayer awayI want to know the endingThings hoped for but not seenBut I guess thats the point of hoping anywayOf going home, Ill meet you at the tableGoing home, Ill meet you in the airAnd you are never too young to think about itOh, I cannot wait to be homeIm confined by my sensesTo really know what you are likeYou are more than I can fathomAnd more than I can guessAnd more than I can see with you in sightBut I have felt you with my spiritI have felt you fill this roomAnd this is just an invitationJust a sample of the wholeAnd I cannot wait to be going homeGoing home, Ill meet you at the tableGoing home, Ill meet you in the airAnd you are never too young to think about itOh, I cannot wait to be going, to be going homeFace to face, how can it beFace to face, how can it beFace to face, how can it beCuz this is just an invitationJust a sample of the wholeAnd I cannot wait to be going home
