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The Children out there in cold 
looking for pennies of the gold
can spare few coins they say 
has people pass them by 
wandering the streets at day to night
no where to go in the light 
while they only have few  things to keep them warm from rain 
still people dont see there pain in there pain in their eyes 
tears fall from there face 
they walk past people who think they are out of place
children have no race or colour
they need love hope and food

the lonely children out there walking among themselves 
some last some die 
still at night they cry for help
have a heart have soul
when you walk past the children 
give little there only ask for bit of money 

sometimes i see rich get richer 
and poor getting poorer 
sometimes children have no choice
they hide they run maybe there home wasnt a home
the father wanted son got daughter
who they got thrown out just being there
when your family suppose to care 
they wasnt fair to the children of night 

so when your walking with hands in pocket all nice and warm
think of lonely children of the night 
some one outthere can see there little faces full of sorrow 
wishing for better tomorrow 

doesnt cost be nice 
does cost for them 
so please think twice of children of night
we was once children we was once like them
i see world getting fat on greed
when they could easily feed children of the night

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