Suburbs Songtext
von Skye Peterson

Greenville brought the grey skies
And it rained like it was springtime
The world, it bears a beauty on it′s back
I love the Carolinas, the Blue Ridge and the pines
But Tennessee is all I've ever had

Somewhere in the suburbs
There′s a little gravel drive
And a home with a heart of a mother
Just waiting there inside
She waits, she waits for us

Each day we're out till midnight
I can picture the home on the hillside
But I see her open door and open arms
Yearning is a holy thing, its the imprint of eternity
A sense that there is somewhere we belong


Somewhere in the suburbs
She's beckoning us home
And I can′t help but love her
I′m a child she calls her own
She waits, she waits for us

I heard about the pilgrims when
They journeyed to Jerusalem
They sang about that city far away
Deep inside this soul of mine
I ache to see those city lights
And feel that holy rest beyond the gate

Somewhere there's a kingdom
With a door that′s open wide
And a Father who's been waiting
For his child to come inside

The kingdom′s come in the suburbs
In the home with the heart of a mother
Cause she lives the love of the Father
Who waits for us
He waits, he waits for us