Kindly fires burning there warm my soul
Yearning for the ones I call my own.
I’m going home.
Right at home steady shoulders gather there to share the load.
I’m learning how to give what’s needed most right at home.
This longing to be there is calling me there.
It’s stronger than words can tell.
And once in homes sweetness I taste the love of Heav’n
Holy faces wait for me and cheer me on.
I will do all that it takes to reach their arms
Where I belong
Text: Kenneth Cope
Music: Kenneth Cope
Arranged By: Jason Johnson
Artist: Kenneth Cope