And they cry And they call As the wayward walk alone City lights Urban sprawl In a place no one should know
Show no grace Show 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 circle 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 (not too late) To make things right (make things right) Dress the wounds with Loves 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 circle be broken
They’re still waiting They still cry They want to know they’ll be all right All I’m saying, can we try To bring the wayward ones back home tonight 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 circle be broken