You want me home, but I'm gone all night   And we've probably been in some kind of fight   But if that's not real, and that's not right...   And I'm beginning to see the light   Yes, I'm beginning to see the light      When all the stars up in heaven were rushed by an angel   To see the light in your face better   And if God would only listen   He would surely create us   A hope of his everlasting grace      And I may be young, but I still know   The things you put down can rise from below   And I can hardly believe you would lay this at my door   'cause I have heard that song before   Yes, I have heard that song before      When all the stars up in heaven were rushed by an angel   To see the light in your face better   And if God would only listen   He would surely create us   A hope of his everlasting grace      You want me home, but I'm gone all night   And we've probably been in some kind of fight   But if that's not real, and that's not right...   And I'm beginning to see the light   Yes, I'm beginning to see the light