Foreigner Come Home

By mcscraic

Thu, 27 Nov 2014

Foreigner Come Home

by Paul McCann

She took me back where she came from

and for the first time I walked upon , the ground that was home to her ,

well I fell down on my knees and said a prayer

and asked God to bless her homeland

and the language they share is so beautiful

in every word they know .

Foreigner come home to me and see

there is no difference at all

Never be a stranger or a foreigner , we are one and all .

I’m a foreigner who can’t understand ,

but if I stay a while they might lend a hand

to the stranger there at the door who has landed there on their shore .

Walking together we might find the sunshine can be yours and mine

and we can all share the same glow .

Foreigner come home to me and see there is no difference at all

Never be a stranger or a foreigner , we are one and all

I’m a foreigner who came home today

and I don’t understand what they say .

When you’re walking down the Avenue

with strangers all surrounding you ,

that’s when she would say to me

you not the stranger that I see , because in

her eyes I’m not alone and I’m at home where ever we go .

Foreigner come home to me and see there is no difference at all

Never be a stranger or a foreigner , we are one and all ..