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He's been wounded already in the struggle of life Battered by a raging storm of strife Caught in a whirl wind of heartbreak and pain And blinded by it's driving rain The innocent victim of crimes of the heart He's witnessed his young world being torn apart He can't understand why mum and dad Have forsaken the family they had So he whispers his prayer every evening As he kneels by his bedside alone Put mummy and daddy together again And give us a happy home Please give us a happy home At night he could hear them in their room down the hall The anger rang clearly through his bedroom wall He silently listened tucked snug in his bed To each bitter word they said Now he and mum each have a room of their own He see's dad on weekends and they talk on the phone His questions need answers but all they will say Is you'll understand why someday Oh he tries to act just like he's a man And hold all the hurt inside But it's hard for a little boy to understand Grown up reasons for goodbye From Letras Mania