Hearing the wind blowing over the hill over the mountains so tall and so still down through the forests they're walkng alone walking alone out on the corners and out in the streets this is their home now there's nothing to eat these are the children longing to play maybe today will be the day Chorus: Children being brave a symbol of the age touching people far away children kneel and pray children long to play some will find a way to escape this living hell now only time will tell Down from the village and into the town leaving their brothers and sisters behind innocent voices that cry in the night cry in the night what did they do to deserve all this pain most of them won't see their mothers again taken from childhood they'll never return crying inside a silent pain Chorus So small so weak they rarely speak the days go by they wonder why will someone help take them away their hearts just break on each new day Up in the morning they never do sleep looking so helpless with nothing to keep people walk past them not facing the truth facing the truth dirt on their faces and dust in their eyes life pa**es them - not even a smile holding their hands out is all that they know holding each other in the cold Chorus