It's a long and dusty road that my feet,they are traveling on, and sometimes oh the clouds are dark and low, oh but I've got, I've got to keep the faith and walk the straight and the narrow way to reach that place that I will call my home. For my home is just around the bend, I think about it now and then, reunions by the millions everywhere, But the one that I so long to see is the One who bled and died for me, My home, My home, A place I long to be. Now so many hold this old world so dear, but I am just a stranger here just passing through on a temporary stay, but I'm looking forward to the time when all of heaven it will be mine I'll watch and pray for it could be just any day.