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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