My Lord, I Am Tired, Bring Me Home
My Lord, My Lord, the time has come
I am tired
I am coming home
I have travel the ether
been Places I shouldn't
I am tired, My Lord
Bring me home
I had my darkest hours, At least I thought
but this pain I have, I rather not sought
My Lord, I am tired, I shall be no more
Bring me home
I might sound selfish, My Lord
others don't know my pain or how I feel
Only you My Lord
I am tired, My Lord
Bring me home
Apart of my years, being away from my kids hurt
I apologize and I hope they forgive me
I know you do
I am tired, bring me home
I know what's best for me, in your palace I want to be
I am tired, My Lord
Bring me home
I love you all, I am in God Palace now
Safe and free
Home I shall be
I was tired and now I am free and home
Copyright © Laron Green | Year Posted 2018
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