The morning paper is reading like a scroll Like the headlines from 2000 years ago Everywhere I look I see the signs My hearts telling me its almost time Don't it make you want to go home Run through those gates and fall in Jesus' arms and all the cares of this world will be gone Don't it make ya...Don't it make you wanna go home I cant wait to sit at Jesus feet To hear him say welcome home to me I can almost feel his warm embrace And His nail scarred hands as they wipe my tears away! Don't it make you want to go home Run through those gates and fall in Jesus' arms and all the cares of this world will be gone Don't it make ya...Don't it make you wanna go home Far away from this world of pain God's prepared a perfect place And I can't stop thinking about it I'm so homesick for it Don't it make you want...don't it make you wanna go home Don't it make you want to go home Run through those gates and fall in Jesus' arms and all the cares of this world will be gone Don't it make ya...Don't it make you wanna go home Don't it make you want to go home Run through those gates and straight to heavens throne and fall in Jesus' arms Don't it make ya...Don't it make you wanna go home yea, yes I wanna go home yea, yes I wanna go home yea, yes I wanna go home