For those who care to Listen,
For those who care to Know,
We've all seen tears Glisten,
We've even seen them Glow.

When Family begins to break Down,
When they begin to Fight,
It's in words we Drown,
Even if we say them in Fright.

I cannot stress this More,
I don't know How,
But when these fights happen one leaves through the Door,
These things still happen - even Now.

We can only sit and Wait,
Hope and Pray,
that the following morn - they are still Husband and Mate,
And that it lasts throughout the Day.

I can't tell you if they'll still love each-other
I can't tell you if they'll still want to be Together.
I'm not a future teller, so I can't know how things will turn Out.

But when you see your parents Fight.
All you can do is hope and Pray,
that by the next Day,

They're still here to Stay.