Welcome Home - Jim Brickman, Robin Meade

You could have been all I wanted

But you weren’t honest

Now get in the ground

You choked off the surest of favors

But if you really loved me

You would have endured my world

Well if you’re just as I presumed

A whore in sheep’s clothing

Fucking up all I do

And if so here we stop

Then never again

Will you see this in your life

Hang on to the glory at my right hand

Here laid to rest is our love ever longed

With truth on the shores of compassion

You seem to take premise to all of these songs

You stormed off to scar the armada

Like Jesus played letter

I’ll drill through your hands

The stone for the curse you have blamed me

With love and devotion, I’ll die as you sleep

But if you could just write me out

To neverless wonder, happy will I become

Be true that this is no option

So with sin, I condemn you

Demon play, demon out

Hang on to the glory at my right hand

Here laid to rest is our love ever longed

With truth on the shores of compassion

You seem to take premise to all of these songs

One last kiss for you

One more wish to you

Please make up your mind, girl

I’d do anything for you

One last kiss for you

One more wish to you

Please make up your mind, girl

Before I hope you die