Prodigal's Son
Take me home tonight, I'm done
If home's still open to the prodigals son [x2]
I know I've been here before,
On my knee's, at your feet, on the floor,
I come unworthy, unclean, and dirty,
Unsure if you'll take me back anymore
Take me home tonight, I'm done
If home's still open to the prodigals son [x2]
I've been so empty and so much in need,
Humiliated, and dying to eat
I've come to my senses, can I come home?
I can't imagine that you'd want to see me.
Take me home tonight, I'm done,
If home's still open to the prodigals son [x2]
How many robes, how many rings, can your grace afford, my father, my king?
How many times can I be raised from the dead? How many times can I be lost and found again?
Take me home tonight, I'm done,
If home's still open to the prodigals son [x2]
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