Goin' Home by Joseph Gilbert Vincent

Waiting for my airplane, with other people going somewhere else
its been a long time since I've seen your face or touched your hand
now the line is on the move, I'm entering inside the big wing
speeding down the runway faster than I could ever run
its lifting me up, I'm goin' Home

Mountains tremble under me, and snow covers these rugged tops
stretching for miles, great and powerful fortresses
now I'm standing face to face, oh oh, as I turn to see you one more time
you took me by surprise when I heard your voice and recognized your face
could it be you are still the same?
with a smile upon your face?
could it be your personality is alive and well?
well, I can tell, everything's swell. The faces of my home.

you don't have to understand, how I'm leading my life
well anyway it's so good just to see your face and touch your hand again
now I'm driving down Route 66, and I'm looking for my next destination
and there you were up on the bridge overhead, our meeting place
could it be our lives have changed? could it be our age has taken hold?
could it be our friendships still the same
like it was 12 years ago? It's good to be Home, the faces of my Home

Now I'm on my way on return trip
and I know that my family will be waiting for me there
I close my eyes and I hear a familiar voice, with a Golden Sunrise
Could it be it's Your Silhouette? Could it that it's YOU!
Could it be that the Heaven's are open wide
to receive me inside?

It's good to be Home, good to be Home
It's good to be Home good to be Home
I'm goin home

• Acoustic
• Canadian
• Christian artist
• Song Writer
• acoustic guitar
• acoustic music
• indie
• indie artist
• indie music
• inspirational music
• instrumental
• story songs
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