Broken Home

Broken Home - White Lion/Mike Tramp

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

Stop fighting stop hurting

And this child of you

And do 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

Yeah

You 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

And this child of you again

And do your best to save this

Broken home

And you ever hold him tight

Let him feel your love again

You will make him smile again

So hold him and love him

And touch this child of love

And try your best to save this

Broken home

Stop fighting stop hurting

And this child love you again

And do your best to save this

Broken home