I'm homesick orphan without home
And when I'm drown in desperation,
I fail to cry through sorrow's foam,
Lost in the sound of separation.
My beaten, broken, cast-off soul
Lead me astray from being whole.
I hate the very best of me
Thus give all of myself to thee.
The saviour, bring me back what's mine.
I yearn for shattered parts align.
Take back my spirit on the run.
I know that love may get it done.