Paroles de Going Home
The sky grows black as the earth stands stillAnd clouds roll back when the Son is revealed
Chorus
I see Jesus, coming in the Eastern sky to bring His children home
I see Jesus, coming in the Eastern sky I'm going home.
Cars collide and people die, planes fall from the sky
The graves begin to split and seas open wide
Cars collide and people die, planes fall from the sky
The graves begin to split and seas open wide
YOUNG, ALVIN E/DOMINO, ANTOINE
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