I cry for all the children who won't be home tonight For the sad and lonely parents their heartaches and their plight Whether they left on their own or were stolen in the night I cry for all the children who won't be home tonight Sometimes we try our very best to keep them safe from harm.We nudge them gently back on track or try and lend a guiding arm Then other times it just happens a wrong place and a very wrong time. Swiftly snatched up and out of sight a parents nightmare, another child to find Sitting here I agonize, my tears begin to flow watching these children one by one as their panic and sorrow grow Sometimes no matter how hard we try to keep them out of harm They slip from underneath our wings and we must sound out with alarm Yes it takes a village to raise a child into a man Everyone has to do their part and lend a helping hand If we hide and close our eyes,pretend we do not see Our future is lost, there is nothing left but much pain and agony Whether they left on their own or were stolen in the night
I cry for all the children who won't be home tonight
Copyright © July 2001 Island Princess....All Rights Reserved
Copyright © July 2001 Island Princess....All Rights Reserved
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Thank you, Cat
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