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