I cry for all the children who 
won't be home tonight
For the sad and lonely parents
their heartaches and their plight

Whether they left on their own
or were stolen in the night
I cry for all the children who
won't be home tonight

Sometimes we try our very best
to keep them safe from harm
We nudge them gently back on track
or try and lend a guiding arm

Then other times it just happens
a wrong place and a very wrong time
Swiftly snatched up and out of sight
a parents nightmare, another child to find

Sitting here I agonize, my tears begin to flow
watching these children one by one
as their panic and sorrow grow

Sometimes no matter how hard 
we try to keep them out of harm
They slip from underneath our wings
and we must sound out with alarm

Yes it takes a village 
to raise a child into a man
Everyone has to do their part
and lend a helping hand

If we hide and close our eyes,
pretend we do not see
Our future is lost, there is nothing left
but much pain and agony

Whether they left on their own
or were stolen in the night
I cry for all the children who
won't be home tonight

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Midi playing....Who's Crying Now