Ely Cartwright - Come Home Lyrics

Between all our words about coffee and Jesus
I hear privilege as loud as a gun
We don't know who we are or why Love came to free us
But he did and now he's calling to me

Come home
Come home
You don't have to be bad
You don't have to be good
But come home
Come home

You don't have to have money or talent or time
Cuz the dealer has got em in spades
There's a gift that's been given to both you and I
Invitation to rest from being alright

Now come home
Come home
You don't have to be bad
You don't have to be good
But come home
Come home

Family's hard
Some days love is a chore
But through all the lows and the highs
That's what family's for

Come home
Come home
You don't have to be bad
You don't have to be good
But come home
Come home

Come home
Come home
You don't have to be bad
You don't have to be good
But come home
Come home

If worse comes to worse at the end of the day
I expect we'll all be surprised
Yeah we both might be neighbors so what do you say
Let's just go home and call it a night