God on high
hear my prayer
In my need
you have always been there
He is young
he's afraid
Let him rest
heaven-blessed
Bring him home
Bring him home
Bring him home
He's like the son
I might have known
If God had granted me a son
The summers die
one by one
How soon they fly
on and on
And I am old
and will be gone
Bring him peace
bring him joy
He is young
he is only a boy
You can take
you can give
Let him be
let him live
If I die
let me die
Let him live
Bring him home
Bring him home
Bring him home
