Don't you think it's time we all should believe in
Something more than just a green dollar bill
After all our lives of living and longing
Can't we listen to that silent and still small voice
Saying, "Come home, America
Won't you come home to me?"
Happy Birthday! Oh, it's hard to believe it
That we've seen already two hundred years
But we've wandered far away from our Savior
And He's whispering, "Come home to me now, my children
Won't you come home, America?
Won't you come home to me?"
'Cause Happy Birthday's not a calendar party
Oh, but it means a time when we can begin again
And select the life He wants us to follow
And come home again
America, come home
Happy Birthday! Oh, how I love my country
And how I want to see it living again
So let's start anew
Let's get it together
And we'll celebrate its birthday with lives brand new
Happy Birthday, America
Happy Birthday to you
"Won't you come home, America?
Won't you come home to me?"