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Oh lord how I've tried to live for the truthThough I've rarely strayed, I have strayed from youI've done bad things and I've been depressedBut I'm not coming home because I never leftSo I sing this praise to a higher unknownAnd ask that you love me as you'd love a sonI've done bad things with what I've been blessedI'm not coming home because I never leftShow mercy on me when I am worn downAnd I'll bathe the feet of those who surroundPlease grant me sleep or some kind of restWhen I'm worn down...I've shown my disdain for your mistreated wordsI've turned a deaf ear, but with the other I've heardThough I've done things that are best left unsaidI'm not coming home because I never left Aus Songtexte Mania