Not Home Yet [try again]

I-35 north bound and the sun ain't up yet like we skating

Riding shot gun with my son got love for the loveless if they hate us

Red eye flight, long light, slow us down ain't upset we gone make it

Now we running through the airport like a rare sport

Catch some breath then when we racing

Sometimes I get impatient

Tell my son he better pick up the pace

Then I know I got model the father

So I pick up his bags and I run in his place

Now we strolling on to our flight sweat dripping off our faces

And southwest don't assign seats so we looking for 2 spots vacant

Just wait till we get home

I know we on that road

We get back mama on that stove

Just wait till we get home

Flight leaves the 11th hour

Skating on clouds over every mountain

Son got the OJ man you better down it

I already see the Devon Tower

It's the 405 to the 580 south bound we go

We about to be home to the house we know

We pound that road

High five when we get home

My daughter peeking through the window

Wife meet me on the front porch

My son always turn away when we kiss though

The pain she feel I feel too

The hurt they feel I will too

And even though we under this roof we struggle to move

Pilgrims got to till through

So we open up that word

Devo to give us shalom

And as we hold our hands to pray I say

Just wait till we get home

This earth is not our home

One day we'll kneel at the throne

Praise God forever not alone

Just wait till we get home

Just wait till we get home

I know we on that road

This earth is not our home

One day we'll kneel down at the throne

Praise God forever not alone

Just wait till we get home