Broken Home

There's a sound from the kitchen

And it's the sound he has heard a thousand times before

When he hears his mother crying, he runs away and hides inside his room



But there is no escaping the echo in his fathers voice

And when the tears are falling

He falls into his knees and prays



Just hold me, and love me

Trash this child of love

And try your best and save this broken home



His little arms are black and blue

And there's a little cut, right under his eye

Every night he lays awake

And from now to it

Fighting stars again

Have you forgot the reason, why this little child was born

'Cause if you go on fighting, you destroy this family, yeah



Just hold him, and love him

Trash this child of love

And try your best to save this broken home

Stop fighting, stop hurting, try to love again

And do your best to save this broken home



If you ever hold him tight, let him feel your love again

You will make him smile, yeah



Hold him, and love him

Trash this child of love

And try your best to save this broken home

Stop fighting, stop hurting, try to love again

And do your best to save this broken home