Children's Eyes - Dan McCafferty

She’s walking 6th and 9\nHer pulse is beating out of time\nThe mist comes down\nShe’s cold, so cold\nIt’s less than half a mile\nShe hides behind a frozen smile\nThe hunt is on\nShe’s cold, oh, so cold\nSomewhere behind the neon lights\nShe reads her score\nAnd she shouts out through the night\n«I can’t stand it anymore!»\nWhy don’t you play your games just fair\nThere’s no answers anywhere\nOnly tears in children’s eyes\nI come to believe that you don’t care\nIf we pray or if we swear\nLooking into children’s eyes\nWho’s king and who’s to blame\nWho’s the hunter, who’s the aim\nThe night is on\nShe’s cold, she’s oh so cold\nShe’s walking half a mile\nWhile some strangers passing by\nNo sign of hope\nShe’s cold, she’s oh so cold\nSomewhere behind the city lights\nShe sees the shore\nAnd she cries out through the night\n«I can’t stand it!\nI can’t stand it anymore!»\nWhy don’t you play your games just fair\nThere’s no answers anywhere\nOnly tears in children’s eyes\nI come to believe that you don’t care\nIf we pray or if we swear\nLooking into children’s eyes\nWhy don’t you play your games just fair\nThere’s no answers anywhere\nOnly tears in children’s eyes\nI come to believe that you don’t care\nIf we pray or if we swear\nLooking into children’s eyes\nWhy don’t you play your games just fair\nThere’s no answers anywhere\nOnly tears in children’s eyes\nI come to believe that you don’t care\nIf we pray or if we swear\nLooking into children’s eyes