The Runaway

Lucy went to London She couldn't stay at home She was a crazy mixed up kid She felt lost and so alone When Lucy got to London The streets weren't paved with gold She slept in a shop doorway And shivered in the cold In the morning she washed in a toilet In Kings Cross station there But she couldn't wash the pain away And nobody seemed to care She walked the streets of London Till she could walk no more She lost all of her dignity As she sat there on the floor Then a man approached her He seemed to be so kind He bought her a coffee and a meal He was a stranger but she didn't mind He said there was a place for her Somewhere she could stay And if she would come with him He'd take her there today Lucy was so hopeful As she climbed inside his car He said that they would be there soon He said it wasn't far Lucy looked out of the window It had begun to rain She was driven away in that big black car She was never seen again There are many kids like Lucy All they need is hope We must not let them run away We must help them cope