Words & Music: Michael W. Smith and Wayne Kirkpatrick
A Friday night affair Out in the city heat Always a party there Along the sordid street And it was guaranteed The place to be was Rocketown The drinks were two for one Inside the crowded bars The girls would make their run Out on the boulevard It was the idol place We lived the ways of Rocketown Hang around by the street light In the heart of the night life
There came a certain man A stranger to the crowd We didn't understand What he was all about He walked a different pace So out of place in Rocketown
They made a fool of him They teased him when he'd speak But when they knocked him down He'd turn the other cheek He told me I could find A life outside of Rocketown Hang around by the street light In the heart of the night life
Chorus: What was his mission Where was he going Why was his heart light Always glowing All I was missing He stood there holding What was his secret Could I know it
Some didn't like him near Some laughed and turned away But me, I longed to hear All that he had to say He had a peace of mind I couldn't find in Rocketown And when I reached down inside me I could feel the emptiness
He said it's in the heart This change that comes to be Now he had done his part The choice was up to me As we were standing there He said a prayer for Rocketown As we were standing there He said a prayer for Rocketown
He walked off silently And prayed for me And Rocketown...