Cry it out

Album: Hapke - Little Dave

Musik: Thomas Hapke
Text: Thomas Hapke

You wake up with praying hands, curled up in your bed.
Your little body is freezing, looking for warmth.
Your mother comes into the room leans on the door,
crying she whispers, I can't take it anymore!
Your father is a man, a man of reputation,
has a secure Job and a very good position.
Every sunday you can see him in church,
he prays in secret for forgiveness.
On his knees in front of the crucifix,
separates himself from his bad conscious.
He strikes deep wounds in your lifes.
Stand up and put a stop this devil!
Hey little boy, hey little boy,
open your world of tears and cry it out!
Hey little boy, hey little boy,
open your world of fear, stand up and cry it out of your soul!
Your childsdream was shattered in the fear of darkness.
Your soul crying loudless, your mind was brutaly stunned.
Your eyes telling the truth,
let out your suffer which is hiding in you.
Your scars are deep enough!
Come on, brake the chains of fear and free yourself from evil.
Hey little boy, hey little boy,
open your world of tears and cry it out!
Hey little boy, hey little boy,
open your world of fear, stand up and cry it out of your soul!
Cry it out of the window! Cry it out of the world!
Oh end your destiny, you'll see somebody will hear your voice!
Don't wait for the dakness, don't wait for a miracle!
The morningsun will awake you,
and you feel your real freedom!
Hey little boy, hey little boy,
open your world of tears and cry it out!
Hey little boy, hey little boy,
open your world of fear, stand up and cry it out of your soul!