There is a sound from the kitchen
And it's a sound he's heard a thousand times before
When he hears his mother cryin'
He runs away and hides inside his room
But there is no escapin'
The anger in his father's voice
Ana when the tears are fallin'
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 on from downstairs, fightin' starts again
Have you forgot the reason
Why this little child was born?
'Cause if you go on fightin'
You'll destroy this family, dead
Just hold him and love him
Touch this child of love
And try your best to save this broken home
Stop fightin', stop hurtin'
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 and love him
Touch this child of love
And try your best to save this broken home
Stop fightin', stop hurtin'
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

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