Besedila: Rich Mullins. Home.

I see the morning moving over the hills
I can see the shadows on the western side
And all those illusions that I had
They just vanish in Your light and though
The chill of the night still hangs in the air
I can feel the warmth of morning on my face
And although the storm had tossed me
Till I thought I'd nearly lost my way
Now the light is fading and the storm is past
And everything that could be shaken was shaken
And all that remains is all I've really ever had

What I'd have settled for
You've blown so far away
What You brought me to
I thought I could not reach
I came so close to giving up
But You never did give up on me
I see the morning moving over the hills
Feel the rush of life here where the darkness broke
And I am in You, and You're in me, here
Where the winds of heaven blow

And now the storm is fading
And the night is through
And everything You sent to shake me
From my dreams they come to wake me
In the love I find in You
And now the morning comes
And I can see the things that really matter
Become the wings You send to gather me
To my home
To my home
I'm going home