Writer(s) : Quint Randle and Jeff Hinton (of Joshua Creek) and Patricia Smith
Singer(s): Joshua Creek
Little boy sits on a chair waitin’ for his dad/mom
Scared and crying, cause he’d been bad
Stole a toy on a dare from the corner drug store
But he got caught slippin’ out the door
And finally when his pa/ma arrived, the boy couldn’t look he/him in the eye and said,
“Oh Dad/Ma, I know you hate me.”
Then in disbelief he heard his father/mother say, “I love you Son. Just tell me what you’ve done. Life’s full of problems, together we can solve them. Talk it out with me, we’ll work it out you ‘ll see…I love you Son…”
Then he turned 16 with a license to drive, stereo loud, girl by his side.
Lost control on a curve and the car overturned, but they crawled out and watched that Mustang burn
From a Sheriff’s station telephone, he found the ‘ole man/ma at home and said,
“Oh Dad/Ma, you’re gonna hate me.”
Then in disbelief he heard his father/mother say, “I love you Son. Just tell me what you’ve done. Life’s full of problems, together we can solve them. Talk it out with me, we’ll work it out you ‘ll see…I love you Son…”
36, what could’ve been was in an awful mess, broken dreams, a broken home, broken promises..
So from a valley of his dark despair rose a first attempt at prayer and he said,
“Oh Lord I know you hate me.”
Then in disbelief he heard the Father say, “I love you Son. Just tell me what you’ve done. Life’s full of problems, together we can solve them. Talk it out with me, we’ll work it out you ‘ll see…I love you Son…”
Related artist:
I - J
,
I love you son
,
Joshua Creek
0 comments:
Post a Comment