Last days, big city
What a place to live
High rise accommodations
Are so executive
Real life, just around the corner
Take a walk around the block
Pass by a family in the alley
Sleeping in a paper box
What are we doing here?
Do we spend our time
Waiting on heaven?
What are we doing here?
Should we pack our bags
The moment we're forgiven?
Oh, there's a world that needs to know
Jesus loves them so
His commission seems quite clear
What are we doing here?
Alright
They say we are pilgrims
Just passing through
Strangers in a strange land
That's me and you
One day we'll be up in glory
Walking on streets of gold
But right now
My feet are on the pavement
And I just want to know
What a place to live
High rise accommodations
Are so executive
Real life, just around the corner
Take a walk around the block
Pass by a family in the alley
Sleeping in a paper box
What are we doing here?
Do we spend our time
Waiting on heaven?
What are we doing here?
Should we pack our bags
The moment we're forgiven?
Oh, there's a world that needs to know
Jesus loves them so
His commission seems quite clear
What are we doing here?
Alright
They say we are pilgrims
Just passing through
Strangers in a strange land
That's me and you
One day we'll be up in glory
Walking on streets of gold
But right now
My feet are on the pavement
And I just want to know
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