barry manilow
bring him home
God on high Here my pray In my need You have always been there He is young He's afraid Let him rest Heaven blessed Bring him home Bring him home Bring him home  He's like the son I might have known If God had granted me a son The summer's die one by one How soon they fly on and on Before I'm old before I'm gone Bring him peace Bring him joy  He is young He is only a boy You can take you can give Let him be let him live If I die, let me die Let him live Bring him home Bring him home Bring him home