And they cry and they call
as the wayward walk alone.
City lights, urban sprawl,
in a place no one should know.

Shown no grace (shown no grace),
shown no love, (shown no love),
these mean streets are meant for none.

Take them back to the start, let the purest of heart
know their worth is still spoken.
As they fight to exist, we neglect and resist,
let the cycle be broken.

Broken homes, broken lives,
they repeat themselves in time.
It's passed on (It's passed on)
down the line (down the line),
till we heal the wounds inside.

It's not too late (It's not too late)
to make things right,
dress the wounds with love's pure light.

Take them back to the start, let the purest of heart
know their worth is still spoken.
As they fight to exist, we neglect and resist,
let the cycle be broken.

They're still waiting, they still cry,
they wanna know they'll be alright.
All I'm saying, can we try?
to bring the wayward ones back home tonight,
to bring the wayward ones back home tonight.

Take them back to the start, let the purest of heart
know their worth is still spoken.
As they fight to exist, we neglect and resist,
let the cycle be broken.

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