Sometimes the only thing to do
is turn around and go back home
When every way there is to turn has
I've used up every trick that I had
Think it's time I reconcile
In a little country graveyard, in the middle of the
I'm kneeling by the memory
of the one who gave me life
She always knew me better
than I'll ever know myself
I keep hearing her and Jesus say,
Redemption, like the moon tonight,
hangs pretty, soft and low
And how it's been up until now
In the middle of this darkness,
I see a light that shines
Like a beacon of forgiveness saying,
