Welcome Home

Take me, make me all You want me to be That's all I'm askin', all I'm askin' Welcome to this heart of mine buried under prideful vines Grown to hide the mess I've made inside of me, come decorate, Lord And open up the creaking door, and walk upon the dusty floor Scrape away the guilty stains until no sin or shame remain Spread Your love upon the walls, and occupy the empty halls Until the man I am has faded, no more doors are barricaded Come inside this heart of mine, it's not my own Make it home Come and take this heart and make it all Your own Welcome home Take a seat, pull up a chair Forgive me for the disrepair and the Souvenirs from floor to ceilin' Gathered on my search for meaning And every closet's filled with clutter Messes yet to be discovered I'm overwhelmed, I can understand I can't make this place all that You can Come inside this heart of mine, it's not my own Make it home Come and take this heart and make it all Your own Welcome I took this space that You placed in me Redecorated in shades of greed And I made sure every door stayed locked, every window blocked And still You knocked Well, come inside this heart of mine, it's not my own Come and take this heart and make it all Your own Welcome home, welcome home Come inside this heart of mine, it's not my own Make it home, make it home Come and take this heart and make it all Your own Welcome Welcome Welcome home Take me, make me all You want me to be That's all I'm askin', all I'm askin'