Michael Woodhead


Written & Composed by Michael Woodhead
Copyright © 1969, 2019

Earth, be my home
Don't send me away
I'm so alone
I sit here everyday
contemplating everything
Making other glad
But, in the process, I can see
I'm making myself sad

Take me in and make me one of your people
I will climb up to the tallest steeple
To proclaim that want you for my own
I'm coming home

Earth, be my home
Don't make me leave today
I'm so alone
Oh, can't you hear me say
I need someone with love
Holding both my hands
As I stand and glance about
Over all these lands