Constant Prayer
Well he's gone, gone, gone
And Lord knows that he is never goin' back there
Yes he's gone, gone, gone
And Lord knows that he is never goin' back there
Listless hours, sleepless nights
A candle burnin' bright up in the window
Tear stained weeks wonderin' why
He left with no goodbye and no tomorrow
In the world and on her own
A woman left alone just wonders sadly
How the only man she ever loved
Could ever treat her oh so badly
With her baby coming, her love on the run
And nothin' but memories to father her son
She lives in constant prayer
Her man will soon be there
With her baby coming, her love on the run
And nothin' but memories to father her son
She lives in constant prayer
Her man will soon be there
Well minds are closed, opinions frame
Inside you're still the same
But no one sees you
Voices loud and eyebrows raised
They sing out their ill praise just to disease you
In the world and on his own
A child left alone just wonders sadly
How the father that he'll never know
Could ever treat him oh so badly
With her baby coming, her love on the run
And nothin' but memories to father her son
She lives in constant prayer
Her man will soon be there
But he's not there
She's in constant prayer
But he's not there
She's in constant prayer
But he's not there
And Lord knows that he is never goin' back there
Yes he's gone, gone, gone
And Lord knows that he is never goin' back there
Listless hours, sleepless nights
A candle burnin' bright up in the window
Tear stained weeks wonderin' why
He left with no goodbye and no tomorrow
In the world and on her own
A woman left alone just wonders sadly
How the only man she ever loved
Could ever treat her oh so badly
With her baby coming, her love on the run
And nothin' but memories to father her son
She lives in constant prayer
Her man will soon be there
With her baby coming, her love on the run
And nothin' but memories to father her son
She lives in constant prayer
Her man will soon be there
Well minds are closed, opinions frame
Inside you're still the same
But no one sees you
Voices loud and eyebrows raised
They sing out their ill praise just to disease you
In the world and on his own
A child left alone just wonders sadly
How the father that he'll never know
Could ever treat him oh so badly
With her baby coming, her love on the run
And nothin' but memories to father her son
She lives in constant prayer
Her man will soon be there
But he's not there
She's in constant prayer
But he's not there
She's in constant prayer
But he's not there
Credits
Writer(s): Mark Peck
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