There Was a Boy

There was a boy

Playing on a swing

Deep in love with life

Loving everything

And he’d speak to god

When all alone

Making deals with god

‘Bout his dreams and hopes

When the night would fall

And he’d lie in bed

Listening to the tunes

Playing in his head

And the boy made a wish,

Prayed to god up high

“Let me write a song

Makes the whole world cry

Let me write a song

So tender, sad, and sweet

The kind of song

Drops men to their knees.”

Nowhere near a man

He didn’t understand...

That to write a song

Makes the whole world cry

Have to hold the hand

Of a friend who dies

Hear your brother curse your name

Watch your mother fade away

While crooks steal your gold

Suffer years being alone

Nowhere near a man

He didn’t understand…

That to write a song

Makes the whole world cry

Have to fall in love

Then be denied

Meet hopeless kids

Raised in cruel neglect

Hear animals scream

Tortured half to death

There was a boy

Prayed to god up high

“Let me write a song

Makes the whole world cry

Let me write a song

Tender, sad, and sweet

The kind of song

Drops men to their knees.”

If I could reach that boy

Before it gets too late

Warn him there are wishes

You should never make

But that boy was me

And it’s far too late

Wrote this song in tears

Wrote this song in pain

And now I’m a man

And now I understand

So torn up inside

Just want to cry

I want to cry...cry…cry

Oh, god, I want to cry

I want to cry