Bring Love to Me

Eight years old And I am all alone Is this really how it's suppose to go On your birthday Cause the kids i see on the TV screen They seem to have it all Is there any hope for me Will I ever have a mother to hold me tight Will I ever fall asleep to the sound to a lullaby Who will dress me up in lace Will will make my birthday cakes Lord, please Bring love to me Seventeen, and wondering Who would want the responsibility Of a near grown woman But inside, I'm still a little girl Just yearning for love No matter how grown-up Will I ever have a father to hold my hand To tell me that I am beautiful And I am a part of God's plan Who will walk me down the aisle Will will hold my first born child Lord, please Bring love to me But to my surprise I finally found the home sweet home Where love will always grow Love will always grow Now I have a mother who holds me tight And even though i am grown she still sings me lullaby Buys me dresses made of lace And bakes all my birthday cakes Now I have a father who holds my hand Who tells me that I am beautiful And I'm part of God's plan He will walk me down the aisle He will hold my first born child I can't blame the Lord enough Ooo for bringing love to me Ooo