Holes (Live From Forward City)

I got Holes in my Shoes from all this Running 
I had more when I left
Now I'm Left with Nothing 
But I know, I don't belong 
In the place I've been calling my home
I got Holes in my Shoes from this Running

Now I'm coming, all the way back 
To the Only One who can Cover my Past 
Way Back 
To the Best Thing I've ever had
This Love is the Realest 
More than a Feeling 
You will take me Back 
Fill the Holes and Make me Whole Again 

There's room for a Prodigal, Prodigal son
To come back home 
Won't turn Your back on me 
There's room for a Prodigal, Prodigal son
To come back home 
Won't turn Your back on me 
The Prodigal

Oh nana na na na
Stop running, stop running
Stop running, Come back Home 

Had a Hole in my Soul from all that Running 
You came down, lift me up
I was up to Nothing 
Now I know where I belong 
Thank God, I can come home
Had a Hole in my Soul from the Running

I'm coming, all the way back 
To the Only One who can Cover my Past 
Way Back 
To the Best Thing I've ever had
This Love is the Realest 
More than a Feeling 
You will take me Back 
Fill the Holes and Make me Whole Again 

There's room for the Prodigal, Prodigal son
To come back home 
Won't turn Your back on me 
There's room for a Prodigal, Prodigal son
To come back home 
Won't turn Your back on me 
A Prodigal

Stop Running
Stop Running
Stop Running
Come back Home