I sit in darkness remembering the light of the Bais Hamikdosh standing my Father's delight I am a son yearning a child who is returning to my Father's embrace to the Shechinah Hakedosha's face I don't want a thing I'd rather pray and sing I'd rather tell the story of Your holiness and glory I don't need a thing I'd rather pray and sing I'd rather tell the story of Your holiness and glory. You turned Your face away here just left me in despair Your commandments I didn't obey I know it's not unfair but Father please turn back now I know Your Torah is right please give me the strength that I lack in the Yetzer Harah's fight. You sent me to repent to purify my soul well now my head is bent my heart's a burning coal I've been wandering two thousand years I was driven away from my home I shed a few million tears while in pain You watched me roam. I know the time is now I can feel it in my bones Father please show me how a sinful soul atones now I'll just sing until the Schechina stops crying until we all stop sighing and soon we'll all be home in Yerushalyim Habenuyah