Prodigal Child Songtext

I am a weary wanderer, I've traveled far and wide In search of satisfactions I could not find inside But everywhere I travel, I'm searching in the rain And every city floods me with emptiness and pain I left my homeland long ago with pockets full of gold I squandered my inheritance, I slept out in the cold Till in my darkest hour, I cried out in despair Oh, lead me back to my childhood home Back to my father's care And if he will not have me, I'll go down on bended knee And ask my generous father if a servant I could be Though once I was his cherished one I fear that in my shame I am no longer privileged to bear our family name My father sees me coming from far across the field He runs to hold me in his arms before I reach his hill I beg for his forgiveness, I don?t deserve his grace He cries, "I've found you, child of mine" As tears stream down his face I am a weary wanderer come home at last to stay My restless soul has found it's peace My heart has found it's way I failed to win the world, but I've gained a greater prize To know I am a worthy child in my gentle father's eyes