• They're standing in the darkness,
    waiting for someone to hear their cries.
    There are so many others like them
    just waiting to be heard by someone on the streets.
    We have what they always wanted
    and yet we don't see, their wounds from the fight.

    We walk by them all day
    and yet we don't see
    that they will be saved one day.
    If we listen closely
    to those voices, we can hear their cry.

    They want to feel the love again,
    they want to feel safe in somebody's arms,
    they want to smile until it hurts,
    and they want to know that the worst over.
    The tears they cry,
    the hurt they feel,
    yet they work so hard just to survive,
    but we don't seem to hear their battle cry.

    Every night in the darkness
    they look around something to save them.
    They trust no one and yet, they hope for everything
    so why is it that we just pass them by
    and all we do is say goodbye.

    I hear those battle cries and I know,
    that they're fighting for their life,
    but the rest of us just keep walking by.
    So let's stop and listen,
    let those cries be hear and maybe,
    offer something worth all those years
    of fighting just to stay alive