Tramp-Home

There is a sound from the kitchen And it's a 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 fathers 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'll destroy this family 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 Let him feel your love again You will make him smile again Hold him, love him And 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 So hold him, you love him Touch this child of love And do your best