OUR KING- JEP
Far from home, so cold and alone.
Feeling forgotten, knowing I was wrong.
Siddur held tight,
tears falling through the night.
Why have I grown apart from You,
Return my heart to You,
No, our King, he’s not so far,
He’s crying when you are.
Speak the words, feel the pain,
I’ll never be the same.
And the door is always open
For a Jew that’s coming home.
Ki Karov Aylecha