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 in front takes a left
The others follow, I am left alone
Maybe this'll be the day that I'm going home
And I feel lonely for the last time
Walking on the road to home
I take three steps and I fall backward five more
I wanna 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
And I feel lonely for the last time
I will be gone with You
See the walls come down
See the walls come crashing down around us
Now we...now we are together
Now we are together
And I feel lonely for the last time