This Morning…
He sits alone by a lamppost
Trying to find a thought that’s escaped his mind
He says “Mom’s the one I love the most,
But your not far behind”
He never lets me in
Only tells me where he’s been
When he’s had too much to drink
I say that I don’t care
I just run my hands through his dark hair
Then I pray to God you gotta help me get away
This morning I woke up alone
Found a note standing by the phone
Saying “Baby…maybe I”ll be back someday”
I wanted to look for you
You walked in I didn’t know what I should do
So I sat back down and had a beer
And felt sorry for myself
Last night I tried to leave
Cried so much I could not believe
He was the same boy
I fell in love with long ago
He went in the back to get high
I sat down on my couch and cried
Yelling “Oh my Lord, please help me
Won’t you save his soul tonight”
