Cry of The Humble - Los Retros

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