Matthew Clark - The Return Of The Prodigal Son Lyrics

I am aching brother aching for someplace to lay my head
I am searching darling searching for a bit of daily bread
Well, I thought I heard you speaking, thought I felt you drawing near
Like the touch of some old memory that I wait for year to year

Oh, this is the return of the prodigal son

Oh and still I keep that picture somewhere in the back of my mind
With your hands upon my shoulders, where you held me in a holy light
Someone said we live our lives on the brink of a great beginning
I'm still praying for that miracle - some glimpse of a happy ending

A fool can hope, someone could be
Fool enough to show him mercy
To love this dead man back to life

Oh, this is the return of the prodigal son