The stars will guide you home,
my mother once told me.
So I looked into your eyes,
and let myself be brought
back to where the heart lies,
home.

When will the world see
What you've done to me?
How you brought a smile to my bruised lips,
Formed reds on my cheeks instead of the blues of bruises?
Slipped endearing love into the lyrics I sing, banishing away the blues I bellowed?
When will the world finally realize
That you really are my everything?

Jehovah created the land and the seas.
He loves everybody, including you and me.
Jehovah's love for us has no bounds.
He's a friend who is always around.
In a world that has been consumed by violence and greed,
Each and every one of us needs Jehovah indeed.
He will take away your pain and wipe away your tears.
If you're depressed, remember that God is always here.