Once there was a happy time. A little boy and his old father shared true love
Together they played many games. Any thought wasn't shared for tomorrow
As time goes by and children grow
Old games are lost, new ones take their empty space
The son has left his home and the father now waits broken hearted
Sometimes this happens without any reason
The blame can be found in various places
When families are broken to pieces by Satan and
Wounds too deep to be ignored starts to form
Can any help be found?
Years just go by. Old memories of home fade off
Still the father cries, he's longing for his lost child:
"Why waste this life? Come home while there still is time
So long I've been searching for my child. Oh please, hear my call."
Once there was a cheerless time. A little girl looked at the world with a tear
Her only friend was an old doll, for she did not have a mother to love her
As time goes by and children grow
Old tears are lost, new ones take their empty space
The girl has left this world and there's no one to recall and miss her
Sometimes this happens without any reason
The blame can be found in various places
When families are broken to pieces by Satan and
Wounds too deep to be ignored start to form
Can any help be found?
Everyday you'll face the fact:
It really matters how you build your own future
The decisions that we make have serious, long lasting effects
What bases are you building on?
Do you walk each day with the cross before you?
Jesus is the way. May he be the foundation of your life
