The Father, My Son, and the Holy Ghost

Lights are shining bright, it’s always downtown on the road
I have friends that come from outta town, asking me to go
They say, «There's so much going on
Why don’t you come along and show us around?»
I tell them Karen’s not feeling well, so I probably shouldn’t go out
Besides I’ve gotta fix it list of things I need to do around the house
Then I hang up the phone
Turn the radio back on, and sit back down
I know my boy ain’t here, but he ain’t gone
In the morning, I wake up, give her a kiss, head to the kitchen
Pour a cup of wake-me-up and try to rouse up some ambition
Go outside, sit by myself, but I ain’t alone
I’ve got the Father, my son, and the Holy Ghost
I’ve been beat up, I’ve been pushed and shoved, but never-ever really knocked
down
Between mom and dad, Uncle Sam and friends, I somehow always pulled out
But the pain of this was more
Than I’d ever felt before, yeah, I was broke
I cried, and cried, and cried until I passed out on the floor
Then I prayed, and prayed, and prayed 'til I thought I couldn’t pray anymore
And minute by minute, day by day, my God, He gave me hope
I know my boy ain’t here, but he ain’t gone
In the mornings I wake up, give her a kiss, head to the kitchen
Pour a cup of wake-me-up and try to rouse up some ambition
Go outside, sit by myself, and I ain’t alone
See, I’ve got the Father, my son, and the Holy Ghost
I hope, I love, I pray, I cry
I heal a little more each day inside
I won’t completely heal 'til I go home
In the mornings I wake up, give her a kiss, head to the kitchen
Pour a cup of wake-me-up and try to rouse up some ambition
Go outside, sit by myself, but I ain’t alone
I’ve got the Father, my son, and the Holy Ghost
One day I’ll wake up and I’ll be home
With the Father, my son
And the Holy Ghost