Besedila: Disciple. What Was I Thinking. Going Home.
The sky grows black as the earth stands still
And clouds roll back when the Son is revealed
Chorus
I see Jesus, coming in the Eastern sky to bring His children home
I see Jesus, coming in the Eastern sky I'm going home.
Cars collide and people die, planes fall from the sky
The graves begin to split and seas open wide
And clouds roll back when the Son is revealed
Chorus
I see Jesus, coming in the Eastern sky to bring His children home
I see Jesus, coming in the Eastern sky I'm going home.
Cars collide and people die, planes fall from the sky
The graves begin to split and seas open wide
Disciple
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