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Nine months out And I am struggling It's been a long, hard time On this journey I've been wanting to go home Because it seems so hard To keep on going And the road seems so far So I get down on my knees And I begin to pray I ask my Father above Do I really need to stay Because I'm missing home Where I feel that I belong Where I could bring the music And I could sing my song I'm missing home It really will be too long If I wait another fifteen months I'm missing home Whoa I'm missing home Whoa I think I have my answer I think that I should leave But before I do Let me just do one more thing So I talked to my mission president He helped me to feel better But now, ten months out I am starting to remember All the fun times All the good times All the times that I've left behind I'm missing home Where I feel that I belong Where I could bring the music And I could sing my song I'm missing home It really will be too long If I wait another fourteen months I'm missing home Whoa I'm missing home Whoa So here I am Lying on my bed With all of these voices Echoing inside my head I cry out to Heavenly Father "How much longer Do I have to endure?" And he says "I know you're missing home But this is where you belong This is where you bring the music And you begin a new song This is where you preach my gospel To those far and near I knew that you could do it That's why I called ya here Whoa, sure it may be hard You may want to give up But know that I am with you I've already drank out of that cup I know you're missing home But it really won't be too long If you wait another fourteen months I'll bring you home" When it gets so hard That I can barely see (I'll bring you home) I always remember What he said to me (I'll bring you home) Whoa, and I remember That eventually (I'll bring you home) I'll be home in time But until then I'm a missionary (I'll bring you home) Whoa, I'm a missionary I don't wanna go home Until I'm done