Fred Small - Scott And Jamie Lyrics
Call us America's sweethearts -- We found a place in RoxburyWhere we can meet the mortgage, go to church on SundayI teach communion class and David leads the choirTen years together thinking 'bout children.Lots of children out there beat up beat down hopingFor a home and a harbor, a hand that doesn't hitWhere the form said father and mother we had to cross it outFather and father that's David and me.Twelve months of waiting, suddenly two little boys on our doorstepScared and crying, gave them a bath and tucked them inThree-year-old Jamie, little brother ScottJamie had a bruise like a boot in the middle of his back.Love is love no matter who no matter whereLove is love and a child knows when it's thereThey can pry away the fingers that graced these walls with dirtThey can pull us apart they can lie oh they can hurtBut love leaves a trace and the heart holds a place for love's return.McDonalds and K-Mart -- do you know how hard it is to find kid's shoes?Scott's first hair cut, grinning and a little confusedOutside the aquarium baseball jackets red and blueA picture is like time standing still.Jamie was a scrapper, he punched his brother, decked the kid next doorHe threw a plate at David then ducked and cowered waiting for the blowAfter supper I held him close, "You're safe here this is your home."And the rains came to the parched and broken earth.The papers smelled the headlines -- gay parents, two little innocent boysT.V. news on the front porch, politicians made a lot of noiseLiberal governor he gave the orderSocial worker phoned, "Have them ready at three."Picked Jamie up at day care, kids were running, shouting as they playedWe didn't want to tell him, maybe the Governor could have explainedJamie was screaming when we strapped him in the welfare carDavid said "We love you" and they were gone.You find out who your friends are, some came round some just let it goRallies on the common people singing people saying noThis is crazy -- but Scott and JamieAre still pinballs in a busted machine.Kitchen's clean and quiet, we changed the furniture aroundStill keep Scott's rabbit -- in the middle of the night sometimes I wake to the soundOf a little one crying when there's nothing there at allDavid holds me, says "Go back to sleep."Love is love no matter who no matter whereLove is love and a child knows when it's thereThey can pry away the fingers that graced these walls with dirtThey can pull us apart they can lie oh they can hurtBut love leaves a trace and the heart holds a place for love's return.The heart holds a place for love's return
