Right Where I Belong

As I leave the empty station,

First thing I see is the sun over the mountains.

West Hastings Street, anxiously waiting.

That's when I feel that God is all around me.

And I don't know where to begin, to say I'm sorry for my sins,

So I collapse into your open arms

I'm sorry it took me so long,

Out here, for me to find my way back home.

I didn't have a reason,

For when I stopped believing,

But I needed you to know -

That I'm right where I belong.

Now I see everything clearly,

In the rearview,

That you were right beside me.

So long ago, my voice of reason,

It disappeared, along with my convictions -

And now I know where it begins,

Accept forgiveness for my sins,

And I collapse into your open arms

If all we are is where we've been,

Then I know where I want to be.

No matter how far I drift again,

You keep a light on for me -

Out here, so I can find my way back home...

I didn't have a reason, for when I stopped believing,

But I needed you to know that I'm right where I belong now, with you,

So I'll stay quiet in your arms.

Words don't have the meaning,

There's no use in repeating,

But I needed you to know

That I'm right where I belong.