Why [*]

we rode into town the other day
just me and my daddy
he said i'd finally reached that age
and i could ride next to him on a horse that of course
was not quite as wide
we heard a crowd of people shouting
and so we stopped to find out why
and there was that man that my dad said he loved
but today there was tears in his eyes
so i said daddy why are they screaming
why are the faces of some of them beaming
why is he dressed in that bright purple rode
i'll bet that crown hurts him more than he shows
daddy please can't you do something
he looks as though hes gonna cry
you said he was stronger than all of those guys
daddy please tell me why
why does everyone want him to die

laer that day the sky turned cloudy
and daddy said i should go inside
somehow he knew things would get stormy
boy was he right
but i could not keep from wondering if there was somthing
he had to him
so after he left i had to find out
i was not afraid of getting lost
so i followed the crowd
to a hill where i knew men had been killed
and i heard a voice come from the cross
and he said
Father why are they screaming
why are the faces of some of them beaming
why are they casting their lots for my clothes
this crown of thorns hurts me more than it shows
Father please can't you do something
i know that you must hear my cry
i thought i could handle a cross of this size
Father remind me why
why does everyone want me to die
ooh when will i understand why

my precious son
i hear them screaming
i'm watching the face of the enemy beaming
but soon i will clothe you in robes of my own
Jesus this hurts me much more than you know
but this dark hour i must do nothing
though i've heard your unbearable cry
the power in your blood destroys all of the lies
soon you'll see past their unmerciful lives
look there below see the child
trembling by her fathers side
now i can tell you why
she is why you must die