For the Widows in Paradise, for the Fatherless in Ypsilanti lyrics

I've have called you children

I have called you son

What is there to answer

If I'm the only one

Morning comes in Paradise

Morning comes in light

Still I must obey

Still I must invite

If there's anything to say

If there's anything to do

If there's any other way

I'll do anything for you

I was dressed in embarassment

I was dressed in white

If you had a part of me

Will you take your time

Even if I come back

Even if I die

Is there some idea

To replace my life

Like a father to impress

Like a mother's morning dress

If we ever make a mess

I'll do anything for you

I have called you preacher

I have called you son

If you have a father

Or if you haven't one

I'll do anything for you

I did everything for you