City Called Heaven کے بول

I am a poor pilgrim of sorrow I'm tossed in this wide world alone No hope i have for to morrow I've started to make heaven my home Sometimes i'm tossed and driven, Lord Sometimes i don't know where to roam I've heard of a city called heaven I've started to make it my home My mother has reached that pure glory My father's still walking in sin My brother and sister won't own me Because i am trying Sometimes i'm tossed and driven, Lord Sometimes i don't know where to roam I've heard of a city called heaven I've started to make it my home Sometimes i'm tossed and driven, Lord Sometimes i don't know where to roam I've heard of a city called heaven I've started to make it my home