Come Back Home
There was a time when you would come around.
You’re face would shine with love unbound
The dove of peace would fly your way.
You fed him virtues every day.
Hallelujah.
Then something happened in your life.
Something that brought in major strife.
Like they tied you in a kitchen chair.
Then force fed you till you didn’t care.
Hallelujah.
You were fed on the ways of the world.
Your lips grew bright, your hair curled.
All that mattered no longer did.
The sins of the world kept you hid.
Hallelujah.
I have faced the wicked ways.
They once tried to draw me away.
I fought back with all the armor.
I didn’t want to be a charmer.
Hallelujah.
Hallelujah, hallelujah. Hallelujah, hallelujah.
Haven’t you wanted something more?
Once before you were at the door.
Knock once and you can come in.
Walk away from the world of sin.
Hallelujah.
More than one has been led astray.
Most are sorry for that day.
Few say they’re sorry, then turn away.
I hope you haven’t missed that day.
Hallelujah.
The dove is wounded and cannot fly.
He needs your love to get him by.
You can do it, if you try.
Don’t end up rejected and cry.
Hallelujah.
He is there. Always waiting for you.
His love will see you through.
Trust in Him rather than worldly things.
Once you’re back your heart will sing.
Hallelujah.
Hallelujah, hallelujah. Hallelujah, Hallelujah.
—————————–R.W. Johnson—–(2016)