Bring Him Home (from Les Misérables) - ThePianoGuys

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Story behind the dedication:
We had an inspiring experience recently when we were asked by a woman whose husband was serving in the military if she could surprise her 5 very young children on stage at one of our concerts. Her husband had come home much earlier than expected and just in time for Christmas. It was an incredibly touching reunion. The audience stood and applauded for several minutes, stopping intermittently only to wipe their eyes. It is a memory we will never forget. This moment had a powerful effect on us -- it helped us to realize how much military families sacrifice to preserve the freedom we take for granted each day. We dedicate this song to these heroic families.

Bring Him Home
Original music by Claude-Michel Schönberg
Arrangement produced by Jon Schmidt, Steven Sharp Nelson & Al van der Beek
Arrangement written by Jon Schmidt & Steven Sharp Nelson
Piano recorded by Chuck Myers & Jake Bowen at Big Idea Studio
Cello recorded by Al van der Beek at TPG Studios
Piano: Jon Schmidt
Cellos: Steven Sharp Nelson
Mixed & mastered by Al van der Beek at TPG Studios

Words to Bring Him Home

God on high
Hear my prayer
In my need
You have always been there

He is young
He's afraid
Let him rest
Heaven blessed.
Bring him home
Bring him home
Bring him home.

He's like the son I might have known
If God had granted me a son.
The summers die
One by one
How soon they fly
On and on
And I am old
And will be gone.

Bring him peace
Bring him joy
He is young
He is only a boy

You can take
You can give
Let him be
Let him live
If I die, let me die
Let him live
Bring him home
Bring him home
Bring him home.

words by Herbert Kretzmer & Alain Boublil