CHORUS:
Today we call it heaven but tomorrow we'll call it home.
That city it's more real to me than this earth that I walk on.
Today we talk about leaving but tomorrow we'll be gone.
Today we call it heaven, but tomorrow we'll call it home.
2. Well,
I want to be in that glorious church that will usher my Savior down,
I'll take off all my armor and give Jesus my shiny crown.
Old Satan he's defeated and soon the trumpet will be blown.
Today we call it heaven, but tomorrow we'll call it home.
CHORUS: