I wish Upon all the stars So not one has to fall. I sympathize with the widow that's alone with no one to hold. My tears bleed For little girls That are found Lost on the brown And the **** Because no one cares enough To let them in! Free yourself from the pride and greed, That put them on the streets. Help them back on to Their feet. Help them see That They're addictions Are full of disguises
That leads them away from their gifts That starts a fire In their souls Give  them The tools To find the life They were looking for Before they open the wrong door!