He can't lie to her anymore; he doesn't even know what's in store.
He tucks her in and kisses her forehead, all the while wondering if she'd be better off with her mother instead.
Just another day in the life of a man who's lost it all; it's been like this since long before last fall.
How does he cope, how does he live this life without even the slightest bit of hope.
It's just another prayer in the night, another hallelujah at midnight.
One more tear in a silent prayer, another praise when the world doesn't care.
It's another life in the hands of love; given strength through grace from above.
It's another hallelujah at midnight.
Another day and another empty stomach; It's another struggle and one more bad check.
The kids ask why and it's all she can do to not cry, she knows she has to get up in the morning and try.
It's not for her it's all for them, she can deal with the disapproving looks that seem to condemn.
She always wanted them to go to college; if she can't even give them food how can she give them knowledge.
She has to keep going and it's always tough, but sometimes when she wonders if she has enough;
It's just another prayer in the night, another hallelujah at midnight.
One more tear in a silent prayer, another praise when the world doesn't care.
It's another life in the hands of love; given strength through grace from above.
It's another hallelujah at midnight.
He gets up in the morning and heads to work, sometimes it seems like in life there is no perk.
Then he remembers his family, and that brings a smile to his face naturally.
Sometimes it tends to be a grind but all in all he really doesn't mind.
The house is threatening to be taken and that wreck last week still has him a little shaken.
He hasn't gotten to rest in a while but even through all that he can still smile.
Sometimes it tends to be a grind but all in all he really doesn't mind.
The house is threatening to be taken and that wreck last week still has him a little shaken.
He hasn't gotten to rest in a while but even through all that he can still smile.
It's just another prayer in the night, another hallelujah at midnight.
One more tear in a silent prayer, another praise when the world doesn't care.
It's another life in the hands of love; given strength through grace from above.
It's another hallelujah at midnight.
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