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?"