Текст песни Vince Gill - The Way Back Home
Vince Gill - The Way Back Home слова песни
(Vince Gill) A little girl was cryin`for her mama and her daddyShe couldn`t understand why they were goneShe never knew the dangerOf talking to a strangerNow the girl can`t find her way back homeA little boy went walkin`Down to the corner marketTo buy a loaf of bread and an ince cream coneHe never knew the dnagerOf talkin` to a strangerNow the boy can`t find the way back homeToo many kids are missin`Is anybody listening?Won`t you be the children`s eyesThey`re all aloneThe hardest part`s not knowingWhere they are or where they`re goingWon`t you help the children findThe way back homeThe faces on milk cartonsThrown away and soon forgottenWhat if one of those sweet kidsWas your very ownTonight those kids are weepingWhile yours are safely sleepingWon`t you help the children findThe way back homeToo many kids are missin`Is anybody listening?Won`t you be the children`s eyesThey`re all aloneThe hardest part`s not knowingWhere they are or where they`re goingWon`t you help the children findThe way back homeWon`t you help the children findThe way back home