Love for a Child?

I think Jason Mraz wrote this song for me...

"There's a picture on my kitchen wall,

looks like Jesus and his friends involved.

There's a party getting started in the yard.

And there's a couple getting steamy in the car parked in the drive.

Was I too young to see this with my eyes?

By the pool that night,

apparently, the chemicals weren't mixed properly.

You hit your head and then forgot your name.

Then you woke up at the bottom by the drain,

and now your altitude and memory's a shame.

What about taking this empty cup and filling it up

with a little bit more of innocence, I haven't had enough.

It's probably because when your young

it's okay to be easily ignored.

I'd like to believe it was all about love for a child.

And when the house was left in shambles,

who was there to handle all the broken bits of glass?

Was it Mom who threw my dad out on his ass,

or the other way around?

Well I'm far too old to care about this now.

What about taking this empty cup and filling it up

with a little bit more of innocence, I haven't had enough.

It's probably because when you're young

it's okay to be easily ignored.

I'd like to believe it was all about love for a child.

It's kinda nice to work the floor since the divorce.

I've been enjoying both my Christmases and my birthday cakes,

and taking drugs and making love at far too young an age.

And they never checked to see my grades;

what a fool I'd be to start complaining now.

What about taking this empty cup and filling it up

with a little bit more of innocence, I haven't had enough.

It's probably because when you're young

it's okay to be easily ignored.

I'd love to believe it was all about love for a child.

It was all about love."

But was it really all about love for a child?

Jason Mraz, if you wrote this from your own experience, or even if you didn't, every time I hear this song, sing along, and work through my own pain again, I also think of you and offer a prayer on your behalf. Thank you for expressing the feelings of so many young people who have felt the deep pain of divorce (about half of our nation's children at this point) in such a beautiful and eloquent way.