A Big Thank You
To get a phone call in the middle of the
Night is drear.
A man from the El Paso Texas Police
Department is on the line.
It would appear
This is about my daughter. I am now wide
Awake and filled with an unspeakable fear.
I hear the old grandfather clock chime.
To get a phone call in the middle of the
Night is drear.
The pounding in my chest is so severe.
Bottom line
It would appear
That after five long years
Of searching I no longer have my sunshine.
To get a phone call in the middle of the
Night is drear.
Whoa! Back up! What did I hear?
Your sending my daughter home to me
On the greyhound bus and this is her
Pick up time.
It would appear
She has had one powerful overseer.
All I could do was cry. Finally I whispered
Thank you for protecting and restoring
My faith that was in a decline.
To get a phone call in the middle of the
Night it would appear
That this time it wasn't so drear.
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