Child, do you remember the way home, and who is the original singer of the song Don t Forget the Wa

Song Title: The Way Home.

Singer: Ah Hao.

The way home. It doesn't matter how far you've come.

No matter how tired you feel.

A lonely night after the laughter of the crowd.

Hesitant hearts look for a place to take refuge.

Lonely road.

Sentimentality that can't be let go.

or in a dark corner.

Or at the intersection of choices.

in your eyes.

There is sorrow that cannot be hidden.

The arm of God is your haven of refuge.

The weaker it is. The stronger his love.

Let Him carry your burdens.

Let him be the answer to everything you need.

Coming home is no longer just a distant dream.

You have not been forgotten.

Let Jesus fill your heart.

Hope was found in him.

Let him comfort you.

Forgive your past.

The way home. With him all the way.

It doesn't matter how far you've come.

No matter how tired you feel.

A lonely night after the laughter of the crowd.

Hesitant hearts look for a place to take refuge.

Lonely road.

Sentimentality that can't be let go.

or in a dark corner.

Or at the intersection of choices.

in your eyes.

There is sorrow that cannot be hidden.

The arm of God is your haven of refuge.

The weaker it is. The stronger his love.

Let Him carry your burdens.

Let him be the answer to everything you need.

Coming home is no longer just a distant dream.

You have not been forgotten.

Let Jesus fill your heart.

Hope was found in him.

Let him comfort you.

Forgive your past.

The way home. With him all the way.

Let Him carry your burdens.

Let him be the answer to everything you need.

Coming home is no longer just a distant dream.

You have not been forgotten.

Let Jesus fill your heart.

Hope was found in him.

Let him comfort you.

Forgive your past.

The way home. With him all the way. Audition:

Don't forget the lyrics of the way home for the kids.

Song: "Dotting Cinnabar".

That year, the snowflakes were full of branches.

You didn't speak.

Carrying his bags, he left his hometown in this Qingshu date.

You said I would have a home.

And where are you now.

This went a few springs and summers.

I turned my thoughts into sand.

Then gently caress your cheeks with the wind.

O man from afar.

Remember the way home.

I have a dialogue with myself.

Plant that red bean tree again.

I'll return to my hometown next year.

That year, the snowflakes were full of branches.

You didn't speak.

Left this place with his bags on his back.

You said I would have a home.

And where is it now.

This went a few springs and summers.

I turned my thoughts into sand.

Then the wind caresses your cheeks.

O man from afar.

Can you get the way home?

I have a dialogue with myself.

Plant that red bean tree again.

I'll return to my hometown next year.

I turned my thoughts into sand.

Then the wind caresses your cheeks.

O man from afar.

Remember the way home.

I have a dialogue with myself.

Plant that red bean tree again.

I'll return to my hometown next year.

You'll sit under the tree and light cinnabar for me.