Did you ever wonder what it was like
to be the child that screamed at night...

Love is a gift, that was handed to us by God from...
that why it's call love, it was meant to be gentle...

It's hard to explain the pain that i feel
but i really needed you to know...

Standing on the top of a mountain, looking out...
when someone pulled up beside me, in a dark...

I wake in the morning wondering how it would be
to get out of bed and be pain free...

No one knows, what it's like
to live in pain, both day and night...

My heart breaks, and the tear drops fall
i did everything it takes, but i lost it all...

Laying on a blanket, underneath the stars above
feeling the sweet touch, of your precious love...

What can you say when they can't explain
tell you they're sorry there's nothing we can do...

Love is beautiful and i know it's true, and when...
makes you happy and then sad...

I remember one night, the old man came home...
so being eight i didn't think,and all we had to...

No one knows, what a child goes through
the heartache and pain, and the bruises too...