wives and children

Many wives cry at night
While you sleep - 'n too many
Kids who don't know
what to miss cos they trust
Think of Superman as Daddy

She healed me that little girl
with her smile - and her faith
Belief to raise me from the grave
sneaking under my defenses
cutting to my weakness

Begin my healing, brother
Let change come forth from this hour
I'll rest after the mercy shower
Take away my inheritance
do away with wilful ignorance
take off these subliminal burdens

I peel away to find
another me under the surface
of my hard heart,
where used to lie
In ancient times
belief instead of pain
now recalling yesterday
when I could love
instead of hurt
where I could smile
because I knew you