Sister, can you tell me
Where the day has gone, I’m feeling cold
I know this chill that falls around my heart
A friend I’d rather didn’t come around

Sister, can you tell me
Why I’m always running wild
’Cause I know this sentiment is nothing new
It’s just a different point of view
I’ve run too far, I’m out of touch
I’m out of time and out of luck

Stay, light my way
Hold at bay
These fears that steal the light of day
Love, hold me fast
These memories past
Remind me of a brighter day
As the years are scattered to the groaning wind
I feel your pull, my heart is turned again
I’m coming home

Jesus, can you tell me
Why this city shines like a diamond
We’re singing songs of snow and mistletoe
And traveling shows and anything that goes

Jesus, can you tell me
When did you wear out your welcome?
Why did we think we had a better story
We traded tinsel for your glory
Well all the babes are money changers
Where’s the baby in the manger?

This sentiment is nothing new
It’s just a different point of view
Fables have replaced the truth
I start to speak but what’s the use
This is not a better story
This is not our time for glory
There’s only one thing left to say
I’m coming home this time to stay


Words and music by Jared Haschek © Copyright 2008 Jared Haschek