Suburbs

Greenville brought the grey skies
 And it rained like it was springtime
 The world, it bears a beauty on it's back
 I love the Carolinas, the Blue Ridge and the pines
 But Tennessee is all I've ever had
 Somewhere in the suburbs
 There's a little gravel drive
 And a home with a heart of a mother
 Just waiting there inside
 She waits, she waits for us
 Each day we're out till midnight
 I can picture the home on the hillside
 But I see her open door and open arms
 Yearning is a holy thing, its the imprint of eternity
 A sense that there is somewhere we belong
 Somewhere in the suburbs
 She's beckoning us home
 And I can't help but love her
 I'm a child she calls her own
 She waits, she waits for us
 I heard about the pilgrims when
 They journeyed to Jerusalem
 They sang about that city far away
 Deep inside this soul of mine
 I ache to see those city lights
 And feel that holy rest beyond the gate
 Somewhere there's a kingdom
 With a door that's open wide
 And a Father who's been waiting
 For his child to come inside
 The kingdom's come in the suburbs
 In the home with the heart of a mother
 Cause she lives the love of the Father
 Who waits for us
 He waits, he waits for us