The Lost Children

We pray for our fathers, pray for our mothers Wishing our families well We sing songs for the wishing, of those who are kissing But not for the missing So this one's for all the lost children This one's for all the lost children This one's for all the lost children, wishing them well And wishing them home When you sit there addressing, counting your blessings Biding your time When you lay me down sleeping and my heart is weeping Because I'm keeping a place For all the lost children This is for all the lost children This one's for all the lost children, wishing them well And wishing them home Home with their fathers Snug close and warm, loving their mothers I see the door simply wide open But no one can find thee So pray for all the lost children Let's pray for all the lost children Just think of all the lost children, wishing them well This is for all the lost children This one's for all the lost children Just think of all the lost children Wishing them well, and wishing them home 85, 90, 95, 100 Here I come, ready or not Last one into the forest is a rotten apple It's so quiet in the forest Look at all the trees And all the lovely flowers It's getting dark I think we better go home now