VERSE 1
There’s a cry form a young boy, in a city running wild;
There’s a cry from a mother, who just lost another child;
There’s a cry from a people, who have nothing more to lose;
Everything that they lived for, have been wasted and abused.
[CHORUS:]
There’s a cry from a river, that has nowhere to flow;
And the pride of the river was lost so long ago;
And that cry is for a reason, that only heaven knows;
Where did they go wrong, how can we go on;
Only hope remains the answer.