The Way Back Home

A little girl was crying for her mama and her daddy

She couldn't understand why they were gone

She never knew the danger of talking to a stranger

Now the girl can't find her way back home

A little boy went walking down to the corner market

To buy a loaf of bread and an ice cream cone

He never knew the danger of talking to a stranger

Now the boy can't find the way back home

Too many kids are missing, is anybody listening?

Won't you be the children's eyes they're all alone

The hardest part's not knowing

Where they are or where they're going

Won't you help the children find

The way back home

The faces on milk cartons thrown away and soon forgotten

What if one of those sweet kids was your very own

Tonight those kids are weeping while yours are safely sleeping

Won't you help the children find the way back home

Too many kids are missing, is anybody listening?

Won't you be the children's eyes they're all alone

The hardest part's not knowing

Where they are or where they're going

Won't you help the children find

The way back home

Won't you help the children find

The way back home