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We’d sit and talk till night time ends. You’d sing and dance & the clothes you wore Would make me laugh and beg for more! We’d go to the meetings, you’d put on your suit You’d comb your hair and look so cute! You’d give me a hug and say you loved me. “I want you back home like you used to be!” You got involved in music that’s LOUD “Heavy Metal” , it’s called to you & your crowd. “Iron Maiden”, “Wasp” & “Slayer” and “Kiss” With leather clothing, & leather on wrists. It changed your personality so much so That I cry sometimes, cause you WANTED to go. You want to be on your own, you say. “I may make mistakes, but I’ll do it my way, Your not responsible for what I do----- I can wear my hair----any way I want to!” Son, don’t you know, your part of my LIFE Like Dad and I, who are husband and Wife We know how twisted this world has become We can’t stand the thought of LOSING OUR SON! What’s wrong with wanting your hair neat & clean? Or asking “How are you?” or “How have you been?” What’s wrong with wanting you, out of a crowd Where music’s Satanic and people are loud. What’s wrong with caring & teaching the truth? And sharing the Bible as living proof That God cares about us, and wants us to know He’ll always be with us, if we only show Our Love & Obedience to Him and His Son Who gave us His life, so God’s will would be done. You have a need in your heart to help others. You treat your friends like they are your brothers But Son, they too, need to know God’s Will. Learning the Truth, can be quite a thrill MANY have changed, ‘cause they studied God’s Word’ They read & believed all the things that they heard. We long so to have you------also believe. We don’t want Satan---your heart to deceive. And Son, you admit, that ‘Slayer’s on pot’ Doing God’s Will, they’re certainly not! Do you think that God will really accept Conduct like that, which shows no respect! What can I tell you that you haven’t heard? How can I MAKE YOU love God’s Written Word? My heart is crying----Oh son can’t you see “I Want You Back Home Like You used to be!” |
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