Sitting on our own

In a dirty back street

All there is to see

Is our horrid blackened feet

Our parents died of hunger

Long, long ago

We can't get education

So there's not much we know

We dream of warmth and shelter

Somewhere safe to live in

With a kind an healthy family

Where lots of love is given

That is what we dream of

Every day and night

All we want to happen

Is for that dream to take flight.