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