When life is plain mad
And I'm dragged into sad
It surely it wont help
If I punish myself
Put the dishes away
Go get on with day
Coz there's kids to be fed
Clothed and tucked into bed
Keep them clean, keep them calm
Keep them processing school
All the fights in the playground
In the class, losing cool
If I'm broken a-wreck
How to keep them in check
Man I cant let them hate
All I stand for at work
I'm a pastor, a carer
Try to rep for my Maker
Though my heart is fragile
And though people confuse us
And our minds they abuse us
God's the only one stable
And as far as I'm able
I'll fight so they know
There is no place like home
No comments:
Post a Comment