This is a song I wrote, and I ran a poor man's copyright on it, so I could show it to you guys and see what you think.
Shorter than the second hand
It's a boy
Look at those feet
So much innocence
Nothing could ever take him down
*Where has the time gone?
Where did we go wrong?
Little boy full of light
The morning's gone
Here comes the night
It's a boy
Look at those feet
So nice and so neat
Listening to what he needs
Take a look at those feet
Scarred and bruised from the chase
Running from the truth and what he needs
What happened to the innocence?*
It's a boy
You fall to your knees
Where are those feet?
Pray to God bring him home
My God
Bring him home*
It's a boy
Look at those feet
Weary from the long walk home
There he stands for a moment
Until he falls to his knees
Welcome back Home
Thank God, he's home
**Time has come and gone
Thank God he's come home
Little boy full of light
The morning's come
There goes the night
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