Broken Home

There's a sound from the kitchen,
and it's the sound he's 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 anger in his father's voice.

And when the tears are falling,

he falls down to his knees and prays;

Just hold me, and love me.

Touch this child of love,

and try your best to save this broken home.

His little arms are black and blue,

and there's a little cut, right under his eye.

Every night he lies awake,

and from downstairs, the
fighting starts again.

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

Cause if you go on fighting, you�l destroy this family, yeah.

Just hold him, and love him.

Touch 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, and let him feel your love again.

You will make him smile, yeah.

So hold him, and love him.

Touch 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.