The Child Left Out In The Snow. ( Original )
You say that GOD truly loves me. I ask of you to let me be.
You say that he will set my spirit free. I reply this I can not see.
I sit on this street alone and half beat.
You sit in your nice warm home.
Not caring about the child on the street.
I shiver and shake as sickness takes healths place.
Your dreams are haunted by my sadden face.
Days and Nights pass soon turns into a week.
You laugh at me now and call me a freak.
Your hatred all but a little to deep.
I am so weak now I can't even stand on my own to feet.
One day soon you know I will die.
But to save me you don't even try.
You clam to be Christian and free from sin.
But my friend your words are all but a little sweet lie.
Your life goes on day by day.
Till the month of sweet tender May.
You know now the price you must pay.
For the child you let die by the crystal bay.
For your eyes have been opened now.
Thanks to the child left out in the snow.