Lyrics Cry of The Humble - Los Retros

Cry of The Humble

When you are away from home
And all you have is nothing but your own
You think inside your dome
That you are but your own (Missing)
He’s who defines all your ways
We shall seek everyday to pray (Praise)
Used to seek all day
I wish I knew the way
But God allows and always eases pain
I used to look at the stars
Now I realize there you are
Will ever, my holy holy God