Текст песни This World Is Not My Home - Lone Justice

This World Is Not My Home

This world is not my home, I’m just a passing through\nMy treasures are laid up somewhere beyond the blue\nThe angels beckon me from heaven’s open door\nAnd I can’t feel at home in this world anymore\nOh Lord, you know I have no friend like you\nIf heaven’s not my home then Lord, what will I do?\nThe angels beckon me from heaven’s open door\nAnd I can’t feel at home in this world anymore\nJust up on heaven’s shore we’ll live eternally\nWell, the saints on every hand are gonna be shouting 'Victory'\nTheir songs of sweetest sound we’ll sing for ever more\nAnd I can’t feel at home in this world anymore\nOh Lord, you know I have no friend like you\nIf heaven’s not my home then Lord, what will I do?\nThe angels beckon me from heaven’s open door\nAnd I can’t feel at home in this world anymore\nJust up on heaven’s shore we’ll live eternally\nWell, the saints on every hand are gonna be shouting 'Victory'\nTheir songs of sweetest sound we’ll sing for ever more\nAnd I can’t feel at home in this world anymore\nOh Lord, you know I have no friend like you\nIf heaven’s not my home then Lord, what will I do?\nThe angels beckon me from heaven’s open door\nAnd I can’t feel at home in this world anymore\nAnd I can’t feel at home in this world anymore