cakes donít make me feel old, full time jobs donít tie me down.
back mules arenít made to be sold, and little girls never frown.
roads are made to be traversed. Peace
is just resolved mayhem.
of the sea canít be reversed, so, Iím off to Jerusalem.
slide when the banister ends, canít play hide and seek alone.
all these truths are just more trends, whatís the use of tapín a phone?
the carpet dries, give a call, but donít cry out ďcrucify HimĒ.
are you in the mirrored hall? Iím headed to Jerusalem.
words in a crazy world? No sense in any of them.
weíre caught in a mighty swirl, so letís head to Jerusalem.
Jerusalem, a city I canít figure.
flowing river we swim, that grows smaller not bigger.
my life it rose to me, this city of love and peace.
my heart I give to thee, a story of eternal feast.
Jesus came to thee for me, as olive trees grow new limbs.
the summer is to the tree, like Christ is to Jerusalem.
hear and know this, you city, that Christ is your Messiah.
Him or know no pity, fulfilled is the prophet Isaiah.
Jerusalem, Godís Word brought forth one last time.
must ask Jesus into them, or pay evermore, sins crime.
me the story must be told, that Jesus died for all sin.
rose to a city of gold, thatís why Iím headed to Jerusalem.
got to see where Godís great word will have knees bow to His Son.
every ear His name be heard, for Jesus is back in Jerusalem.
Headed To Jerusalem by Ronhales Matthew 21:10-11