Lyrics: White Lion. Big Game. 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
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
and let him feel your love again
you will make him smile again

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