I stopped going to church on Sunday And Daddy says I’m so far gone Like a cigarette to an ashtray Burning me out didn’t take very long
I wanted to feel freedom Now all I’m feeling is lost
But the Bible says it’s never too late to come back home It doesn’t matter where you’ve been it matters where you are Yeah, and I’ve done damage, took advantage and roamed around but You gotta be lost To ever be found
So I took my pride and I laid it Right down by my knees As I said, God I know you’re busy but Do you still love the least of these And with a voice like thunder I heard him say to me
It’s never too late to come back home It doesn’t matter where you’ve been it matters where you are Yeah, and I’ve done damage, took advantage and roamed around but You gotta be lost To ever be found
Oh, and part of like is roaming We learn from going And sometimes we go the wrong way
But it’s never too late to come back home It doesn’t matter where you’ve been it matters where you are Yeah, and I’ve done damage, took advantage and roamed around but You gotta be lost To ever be found
I stopped going to church on Sunday And Daddy says I’m so far gone