The one and only.

A child without a home, stands there, all alone.
A child unwanted from birth, wundering why they are on this, earth.
A child wanting to be hugged, wanting to be loved.
A child with no one.

Who is going to teach this child, teach them about right and wrong.
Teach them about life and love, birds and bees.
Show them all of the beautiful things people and the earth have to offer.
This child has noone.

No one to hug them and kiss there owies.
No one to read them to sleep.
No one to sing to them, to put them to ease.
No one to listen to there problems.

Who is going to put there drawings up on the frig?
Who will sing them happy birthday?
Who is going to teach them how to tie there shoes?
Who will answer there burning question "Why"?

Are they gonna go around wundering why no one wanted them?
What do they dream about in there sleep, some one to love them?
Are they going to hate others that have family?
Will they know what love is.

A child without a home, stands there, all alone.
A child unwanted from birth, wundering why they are in this, earth.
A child wanting to be hugged, wanting to be loved.
A child with no one.