Starving little children...with no hope in sight... For the red, yellow....brown, black and white... Crying for help...in the still of the night.... Hunger's the real war to fight....
Harvest fields are dried up...hunger's all that will grow... A mother with child...she carries...dies slow.... Famine sickness...desert sands start to blow... From this world into God's arms they go...
HUNGRY AND HURTING INSIDE.... SURROUNDED BY WARS OF FALSE PRIDE.... WHY CAN'T WE SET HURTING ASIDE.... AND FEED THE CHILDREN...DYING OUTSIDE.....
Standing alone...braving bitter old winds.... Children are God's special friends.... Hungry and hurting in war no one wins.... Forgive us, O God how we've sinned....
HUNGRY AND HURTING INSIDE.... SURROUNDED BY WARS OF FALSE PRIDE.... WHY CAN'T WE SET HURTING ASIDE.... AND FEED THE CHILDREN...DYING OUTSIDE.....
Why can't we set hurting aside.... And feed the children.... Dying......outside.......Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
