Lyrics of The Day - WHERE ARE THE FATHERS by T.D Jakes and Israel Houghton
I finally got into the hotel room, it must have been mid day
Started flipping through the channels, just to kind of drift away
Every other network, show the challenged and abused
And sea of people laughing as the children sat confused
And I saw a mother pleading, with her son to turn away
From the lifestyle he had chosen, full of violence and hate
As the conversation heated, my mind began to race
Somebodyās missing, somethingās badly out of place
Chorus
Where are the fathers, the responsible ones
Where are the fathers, have they helped to raise their sons
Look at the daughters, do you see the violation
Do you need more demonstration
Are you really even bothered
Tell me where, where are the fathers
Well then I went downstairs to visit with a friend of many years
And in just a few short seconds, he exploded into tears
Slowly he unraveled, a lifetime packed with pain
I asked him for specifics, he attempted to explain
He said his wife and children says heās out of control
And itās adding to the growing scars fully branded on his soul
Suddenly I asked him, about the conflict with his dad
And he didnāt have to say a word, his troubled face just said
Where are the fathers, the responsible ones
Where are the fathers, have they helped to raise their sons
Look at the daughters, do you see the violation
Do you need more demonstration
Are you really even bothered
Tell me where, where are the fathers
Somebody tell me, I want to know
Got to knowā¦. Ooooo
And now I'm standing in Your presence, Your compassion is so strong
And Iāve wondered how Iāve managed, without You for so long
All Iāve ever needed, is right here on Your watch
Oh Daddy Iām so grateful, hear my heart inside this song
You are the father, the responsible one
You are the father, and Iām so glad to be your son
Now I have daughters, and everydayās a celebration
They are free of violation
All because you took the time to bother
All because you took the time to bother
All because you gave you life to bother
Iām so glad, glad you are my father
Words by T.D Jakes
Music by Israel Houghton
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