The Way Back Home

A little girl was crying for her mama and her daddy She couldn't understand why they were gone She never knew the danger of talking to a stranger Now the girl can't find her way back home A little boy went walking down to the corner market To buy a loaf of bread and an ice cream cone He never knew the danger of talking to a stranger Now the boy can't find the way back home Too many kids are missing, is anybody listening? Won't you be the children's eyes they're all alone The hardest part's not knowing Where they are or where they're going Won't you help the children find The way back home The faces on milk cartons thrown away and soon forgotten What if one of those sweet kids was your very own Tonight those kids are weeping while yours are safely sleeping Won't you help the children find the way back home Too many kids are missing, is anybody listening? Won't you be the children's eyes they're all alone The hardest part's not knowing Where they are or where they're going Won't you help the children find The way back home Won't you help the children find The way back home --- The Way Back Home - Vince Gill