Bring Him Home-David Phelps
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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

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