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Bring Him Home - David Phelps
Written by:Alain Boublil/Herbert Kretzmer/Claude Michel Schoenberg
God on high
Here my pray
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
Oh
Bring him home
He's like the son I might have
If god had granted me a son
The summers
The summers die
One by one
How soon they fly
On and on
Before I'm old before I'm gone
Bring him peace
Bring him joy
He is young
He is only a boy
You can take you can give
Let him be
Ohh let him live
And
If I die let me die
Ohh
Let him live
Bring him home
Bring him home
Bring him home