Give Us a Happy Home

(Wayland Patton - Michael White)



He's been wounded already in the struggle of life

Battered by raging storm of strife

Caught in a whirlwind of heartbreak and pain

And blinded by it's driving rain.



The innocent victim of crimes of the heart

Has witnessed his young world being torn apart

He can't understand why mom and dad

Have forsaken the family they had.



So he whispers his prayer every evening

As he kneels by his bedside alone

Put mommy and daddy together again

And give us a happy home.

Please give us a happy home.



At night he could hear them in their room down the hall

The anger rang clearly throug his bedroom wall

He silently listened, tucked snug in his bed

To each bitter word they said.



Now he and mom, each have a room of their own

He sees dad on weekends and they talk on the phone

His questions need answered but all they will say

Is you'll understand why someday.



So he whispers his prayer every evening

As he kneels by his bedside alone

Put mommy and daddy together again

And give us a happy home.

Please give us a happy home.



Oh, he tries to act just like he's a man

And hold all the hurt inside

But it's hard for a little boy to understand

Grown-up reasons for goodbye.



So he whispers his prayer ever evening

As he kneels by his bedside alone

Put mommy and daddy back together again

And give us a happy home.

Please give us a happy home...