Leave - Michael W. Smith

Daddy’s on the sofa turning up another

Bottle to unleash when I get home

I pretend he doesn’t hit me

Momma just pretends that she don’t know

I used to think of talking, talking to my preacher

He says I should just forgive and forget

Now my baby brother just sits and recollects the same regret

And I just wanna leave

Oh, God, please help me now

I wanna leave

As if that’s not enough, we’re the new family around here

Guess that’s all the reason some kids need

'Cause they all call me names and

Say I should just take it on the chin

If I’m overreacting, then why is it so cold here

Why is it so cold here in this hell

Why would my friend Suzie tell me I should just go kill myself

Oh, I wanna get out of here

Oh, God, help me now

I really wanna believe

But I just wanna believe

Oh, God, please hear me now

I wanna believe

I just need to know that you’re really out there

Tell me, are you really out there

'Cause I believe