I was walking towards home one afternoon
And i met a friend on the way,
She invites me to paint the town red that day

I got excited and went with her,
Caring not that Someone from home is waiting.
Not trying to remember and just give in.

I did what they do and said what they say.
Giving in to the works of the devil
And cared not to Someone at Home as I led myself astray.

I heard my phone beep as I dance with the night,
"Come Home" is the message as i read by the light,
and cared not again as i sway my life.

I heard my phone beep many times more,
Read the same messages, still,from Someone at home.
At the end of the night,the last message heat me to the
core.

"Come home now, I am always waiting"
thats the message I've read from someone at home
I knelt to the floor and wept without my own knowing.

I went home, pacing my way back.
Back to where that Someone is always waiting,
Back to that Someone whose been hurting when i was gone.

I opened the door and there i see that Someone
With open arms, He embraced me, welcoming me back
With a feast, He let me ate and forgotten what I've done.

That Someone is my God
He looks for me when I'm gone
And welcomes me when Im back.

I was lost, Now I'm Found; He never gave up finding me
It's because of His grace and His Love
He forgave me and welcomes me back...

I was Lost, but He found me...