Words and Music by Terry Scott Taylor, Jerry Parker Chamberlain
©1977 Maranatha! Music
Now take me back home, where you wait
Words on a line, promised photographs
Oooh, baby, felt it signed with tears
In restless sleep, I counting days and nights
California sun sets in my eyes
Some people, they never realize
The cryin', the dyin', every single day
Your callin' is drawin' me
Now, I've got to get away
It's gonna be alright
Alright, alright
Oooh... fly away
Oooh... fly away
Then I had a vision of comin' through your door
Stayin' there beside you, not leavin' any more
In my dreams a Greater Love sweetly calls me on
I hesitate, then kiss your hand
Soon, my love I'm gone...
Writer(s): Terry Scott Taylor, Gerald Chamberlain
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