And they cry and they call as the wayward walk alone City lights, urban sprawl in a place no one should know
Show no grace, show no love, these mean streets are meant for none
Take them back to the start, let the purest of heart Know their worth is still spoken As they fight to exist, we neglect and resist Let this circle be broken
Broken homes, broken lives, they repeat themselves in time It's passed on, down the line till we heal the wounds inside
It's not too late to make things right, dress the wounds with love's pure light
Take them back to the start, let the purest of heart Know their worth is still spoken As they fight to exist, we neglect and resist Let this circle be broken
They're still waiting, they still cry They want to know they'll be alright All I'm saying, can we try? To bring the wayward ones back home tonight To bring the wayward ones back home tonight
Take them back to the start, let the purest of heart Know their worth is still spoken As they fight to exist, we neglect and resist Let this circle be broken
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