He's been wounded already in the struggle of life Battered by raging storm of strife Caught in a whirlwind of heartbreak and pain And blinded by it's driving rain The innocent victim of crimes of the heart Has witnessed his young world being torn apart He can't understand why mom and dad Have forsaken the family they had So he whispers his prayer every evening As he kneels by his bedside alone "Put mommy and daddy together again And give us a happy home Please give us a happy home" At night he could hear them in their room down the hall The anger rang clearly through his bedroom wall He silently listened, tucked snug in his bed To each bitter word they said Now he and mom each have a room of their own He sees dad on weekends and they talk on the phone His questions need answers but all they will say Is "You'll understand why someday" So he whispers his prayer every evening As he kneels by his bedside alone "Put mommy and daddy together again And give us a happy home Please give us a happy home" Oh, he tries to act just like he's a man And hold all the hurt inside But it's hard for a little boy to understand Grown-up reasons for goodbye So he whispers his prayer ever evening As he kneels by his bedside alone "Put mommy and daddy back together again And give us a happy home Please give us a happy home"