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Thought we were alone in some deserted place
Saw the stars shine on somebody's child's face
All alone trying to find home
That's somebody's child
Out there on the streets
Got all their possessions in their hands
Hoping someone will understand
Star bright star bright
I wish I may I wish I might
Have this one wish tonight
Child dying for a touch
Only to hear the silence
Oh the silence is too loud
Hanging around like a rain cloud
Longing for a loving hand
Not to be abused by any man
That's somebody's child
Out there on the streets
She's hungry for more than food
Finding delicacies in garbage cans like some lost art
Pushing a cart
Carrying all she owns in this world
The sky is her blanket
It holds her, loves her and sings her a lullaby
Hush little baby don't say a word
Poppa's going to buy
Daddy died a hero with his purple heart in his hand
So conditioned to rejection
Doesn't want any of it
Passerby choosing not to see
That's somebody's child
Out there on the streets looks just like me
copyright 2004
Melissa
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