well it s times like these and it s days like this that remind me i m living in the wilderness and you don t know when trouble s gonna come you way or when god s gonna give or take it away this life this life is fleeting everything everything s dyin but one day i ll awake all my problems and my sin the won t matter to me then son welcome home the day doesn t guarantee to come again and life only promises that it will end and we all gotta stand before the lord one day and i don t wanna die but i don t wanna stay down here i feel like a stranger i know i don t belong here i wanna run and i ll fall down at jesus feet and lay i can t way to here him say son welcome home but i m still here and i m tired tired of sin and struggling tired of almost everthing and sometimes small and clear i could swear that i could hear angels voices in my ear sayin welcome home 