Come On Home

Verse 1 He said goodbye in a cloud of pride, Burned that bridge on his way out west. Told momma, “Don’t you wait up for me,” Told his daddy, “I know what’s best.” Now he’s sleepin’ where the streetlights flicker, With a bottle and a broken past, Addiction’s chains wrapped tight around him, And he swore that he was gone for good - gone for good at last. Neon signs hum a lonely tune, Sirens cry through the midnight air, But there’s a sound that’s cuttin’ through the dark - And it’s followin’ him everywhere… Chorus It’s that old man’s voice, prayin’ heaven down, Like he did in that little white church in town. The same voice he heard at the supper table, Thankin’ God for the bread on the plate. It’s callin’ him home through the shame and the sin, Through the miles and the mess he’s in - And somewhere a father’s on his knees again, Sayin’, “Lord, bring my boy back through… Lord, I’m just prayin’ for him… just one more time to you.” Verse 2 He remembers fishin’ at the river’s bend, Daddy sayin’, “Son, now hush and hear - God will speak in the wind and water If you’ll learn to listen clear.” Tonight the city’s loud around him - Street corners, shadows, broken dreams, But over the noise he hears that prayer Like it’s echoing through eternity. He can’t escape that tender plea, It won’t let his weary soul rest - Feels like heaven’s leanin’ close tonight, Callin’ him back from the edge… Chorus It’s that old man’s voice, prayin’ heaven down, Like he did in that little white church in town. The same voice he heard at the bedside lamp, Before daddy would lay down to sleep. It’s callin’ him home through the guilt and regret, Through the tears he ain’t cried yet - And somewhere a father’s whisperin’ again, “Lord, don’t let my boy slip through… Lord, I’m just prayin’ for him… just one more time to you.” Bridge Shakin’ hands on a payphone line, Heart poundin’ like a drum - He said, “If you answer, I’ll come home… But I don’t know if I can come.” On the other end a broken voice, Filled with mercy and surprise said - “Son, I was just prayin’ for you tonight… When I heard this phone line cry.” Chorus It’s that Father’s heart, wide open still, Love that no distance could ever kill. The same God who heard him long ago Is hearin’ that cry tonight. Son, I’ve been prayin’ for you… Every night I call your name… Heaven’s heard every tear that fell, Not a single prayer was in vain… You may be far from the old home place, But you’re never far from the throne There’s a light still burnin’ in the window, And the Father says, “Come on home…” Yeah, we’ll keep that light burnin’ in the window Son, just come on home…