So open up your morning light
And say a little prayer for I
You know that if we are to stay alive
And see the peace in every eye
One was six months one was three
When she thought it was God calling her
Oh, would her son grow to know his father
Will it be yes or will it be sorry?
Wearing shrapnel in his skin
It's so hard to be gentle and warm
The years passed by and now
Will it be yes or will it be
You're wearing your anguish again
Believe me I know the feeling
It sucks you into the jaws of anger
Oh, so breathe a little more deeply my love
All we have is this very moment
And I don't want to do what
His father and his father and his father did
So open up your morning light
And say a little prayer for I
You know that if we are to stay alive
And see the peace in every eye
Will it be yes or will it be
Will it be yes or will it be sorry?
So open up your morning light
And say a little prayer for I
You know that if we are to stay alive
And see the love in every eye