Point Of Recognition The Admiration Of A Son
To watch you go, broke my heart, to watch you go broke my
heart, as a father I couldn't be prouder of a son. You
came to me and asked to leave my side. To leave meant
everything to you, to leave meant everything to me. I
wanted to pour out my wrath when I saw them treat you the
way they did. You took the pain and prayed for them and
asked for their forgivness, they'll never know how much
you loved them. They rose against you they beat you down,
they scoffed and mocked you they gave you a thorned
crown, they gave you a cross to bear you pressed on they
nailed you to that cross and you said I love them this
much, you spread out your arms and Said I love them this
much. I love you
