Justice comes to the back of my door With his held high and his shirt all torn I see a sadness deep in his eyes As he starts to pray, has to stop to cry He takes my hand down a lonely road Past the broken fence into a broken home I hear the parents start to scream, they're fighting Got two daughters in the bedroom crying Justice says they won't let him in He's got a heavy heart and heavy hands But I'm not hating on Africa I wanna help I know, just don't know how to show 'Cuz money can't fix a broken home And only prayer can heal a broken soul If the good Lord wants me to go Then the good Lord knows I will go I hear the parents start to scream, they're fighting Got two daughters in the bedroom crying Justice says they won't let him in He's got a heavy heart and heavy hands Justice got his hands all tied He said Jesus Christ is a friend of mine Someday the world will see the light But when will they see the light? I was born in a loving home With a big ol' room I could call my own Who's to say about those who don't Get no love as they grow old Who can save them from the freezing cold Or the striking hand, or the broken home? I hear the parents start to scream, they're fighting Got two daughters in the bedroom crying Justice says they won't let him in He's got a heavy heart and heavy hands He's got a heavy heart and heavy handsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
