Cars run by
People go through their day
While the girl in the street
Has a price to pay
A sweet heart ,
She has sought.
A sweet dream
She has never thought
Food was like
A gift from a god
She begged,
She would never rob
No one
Would understand
The life she lived
Off of cardboard and cans
Nothing helped
Her sorrowful place
For all she had left
Was herself and her case
Praying to the stars
To give love and a home
That people would not
Ignore her anymore
If only someone helped
The poor little girl
She might still be
In this world
To give a hand
To the people in need
Will save a life
Or two, or three.
Now go.
And help the world
Make a difference
It will show
People go through their day
While the girl in the street
Has a price to pay
A sweet heart ,
She has sought.
A sweet dream
She has never thought
Food was like
A gift from a god
She begged,
She would never rob
No one
Would understand
The life she lived
Off of cardboard and cans
Nothing helped
Her sorrowful place
For all she had left
Was herself and her case
Praying to the stars
To give love and a home
That people would not
Ignore her anymore
If only someone helped
The poor little girl
She might still be
In this world
To give a hand
To the people in need
Will save a life
Or two, or three.
Now go.
And help the world
Make a difference
It will show
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