romeow4

What I have in my hand
Does what I say
What I have in my hand
I’ve had for more than one day

I’ve held it close 
Yet never afraid
I’ve held it close
So it stayed
Close to my heart
Where I always pray
That I don’t lose its sight
Any day

It keeps me happy 
That I don’t have to use it
It gets me sad
When I see others abuse it

He told me
I made him proud
That one day I could be
Just like him and receive 

A present 
From him to me
To show his love
Of the family
He gave me 
His father’s heart 
From son to son
It’s his father’s heart 
In the form of a gun