Far Country

Some people need to go find the far country

Some people need to drink from the well

Some people need to touch their scarred bodies

Some people need to get lost to find out

How spacious is the love of God?

No place I've been where He is not

From Heaven's heights to hell below

I've found no place, where He won't go

To bring back the lost kids

To bring us home

He wants the lost kids

To bring us home

Where are the lost kids?

Where did they go?

He wants the lost kids

To bring us home

Well the nights they get dark out there in the far country

When you're searching for something to give you some peace

Well the pieces I found out there now they just haunt me

I guess some people have to go dark just to see

How spacious is the love of God?

No place I've been where He is not

From Heaven's heights to hell below

I've found no place, where He won't go

To bring back the lost kids

To bring us home

He wants the lost kids

To bring us home

(Thank God, thank God)

Where are the lost kids?

Where did they go?

He wants the lost kids

To bring us home

To bring us home

Oh, to bring us home