Heaven Is My Home

[Verse 1]
I’ve been running through the questions
Staring at the ceiling fan
Wonder if I’ll ever feel it
Like the stories say I can
Every Sunday
Same old building
Same old row and wooden seat
But something whispers in the quiet
“This is not the place it ends for me”
[Chorus]
Heaven is my home
I’m just passing through
Living on a promise I can’t yet see
But I know it’s true
Got a suitcase full of mercy
And my fears are letting go
I don’t belong to the hurt that’s here
Heaven is my home
[Verse 2]
Grandma’s Bible on the table
Pages worn from every tear
She would hum about forever
Like it was already here
I still hear her in the kitchen
Singing over pots and pans
“Baby
Don’t you love this lifetime
But hold a little tighter to His hand”
[Chorus]
Heaven is my home
I’m just passing through
Living on a promise I can’t yet see
But I know it’s true
Got a suitcase full of mercy
And my fears are letting go
I don’t belong to the hurt that’s here
Heaven is my home
[Bridge]
When the nights get long
And the bad news comes
I remember where I’m headed
Not where I’m from
Every breath
Each step
Brings me closer on
To the place where all the broken things are gone (oh, gone)
[Chorus]
Heaven is my home
I’m just passing through
Living on a promise I can’t yet see
But I know it’s true
Got a suitcase full of mercy
And my fears are letting go
I don’t belong to the hurt that’s here
Heaven is my home
Heaven is my home

Warm contemporary gospel-pop ballad, midtempo piano foundation with subtle organ pads and soft drums building into a big, arms-raised chorus; stacked choir harmonies on the hook, male or female lead vocal soaring in the final repeat, gentle acoustic guitar doubling the chords in the second half