Sad child, crying alone,
Are you feeling lonely?
Do you need someone to hold you tight?
Sweet child, far from home,
Wishing you could only
Find someone to keep you satisfied.
Does it seem that life has passed you by?
Do you ever wonder what went wrong?
Nothing’s going right for you,
No matter how you try.
So maybe you should think of going home.
Sad child, out in the streets,
I can hear you crying.
I can feel your pain as I walk by.
Sweet child, nothing to eat,
Don’t you give up trying.
It’s not time to spread your wings and fly.
Maybe you should give it one more try.
Can you really live with all that hate?
This is not the place for you,
So tell these streets goodbye,
But do it now before it’s all too late.
Oct. 29, 1992
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