Going HomeGoing home, going home
I'll be going home
Quiet light, some still day
I'm just going home
It's not far, just close by
Through an open door
Work all done, care laid by
IntroI got it
Swizzy
Swizzy
Swizzy
Swizzy
Dis cappin shit gota stop
Yea Yea
Yea Yea
LmkI got fomo but I'd rather be at home
Believe it or not I enjoy spending time alone
But I don't wanna think about you
Every time my mind opens you find a way to sneak through
I hope you're alone
I hope that you're dreaming
Of our time alone
Steal AwaySteal away, steal away, steal away to Jesus!
Steal away, steal away home,
I ain't got long to stay here.
My Lord calls me,
He calls me by the thunder;
The trumpet sounds within my soul,
I ain't got long to stay here.
Sull' AriaSull'aria...
Che soave zeffiretto...
Questa sera spirerà...
Zeffiretto...
Questa sera spirerà...
Questa sera spirerà...
Sotto i pini del boschetto.
Una Furtiva LagrimaUna furtiva lagrima
negli occhi suoi spuntò.
Quelle festose giovani
invidiar sembrò.
Che più cercando io vo?
Che più cercando io vo?
M'ama; sì, m'ama; lo vedo,