You get up in the morning
And with a smile just for me
You are the one
You're drivin to the job
And start gearing for your clients
Who need your help
The poor boy
He's been abused
And hides away
And he's outta luck when he gets home
You're touchin all the victims
And answer all the crisis calls
From women in fright
You can't believe the system
That keeps a tortured woman down
And well out of sight.
You carry pain from early days
This is your calling
To make love live everywhere
You may not believe it
But you are a blessing to see
I cannot imagine there's many like you
Who bring sunshine over rain
So when the day is over
No way you leave them all behind
They're still in your mind
You get home wearing a smile
And send it to your man and child
Innocent too
The poor girl
Sh'es been abused
And hides away
And she's outta luck
When she gets home
You may not believe it
But you are a blessing to see
I cannot imagine there's many like you
Who bring sunshine over rain
Writer(s): Brad Merritt, Matt Johnson, Neil Osborne, Phil Comparelli
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