Sing Me Home - The Martins

Sing to me of Golden Streets

A sea as clear as glass

Of a paradise designed by God’s own hand

Take my mind off troubles here

With melodies so sweet

Calling soflty to a Promised Land

Sing me, sing me home

With an everlasting song

Remind me where my heart belongs

Sing me, sing me home

Sing to me of perfect days

Spend gathered at the throne

Giving honor to the great I am

Sing to me a melody

To lift my spirit there

Where the Lions gently lay beside the Lamb

Sing me, sing me home

With an everlasting song

Remind me where my heart belongs

Sing me, sing me home

Sing me home

With an everlasting song

Remind me where my heart belongs

Sing me, sing me home

Sing me, sing, sing me home