White Lion - Broken 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 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 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
Ýou'll 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, woah

[Solo]

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

So hold him and love him, touch this child of love
And do your best