She is somebody’s child...looking for a friend...Lost in despair...

From a cardboard box...on a downtown street
With a grocery cart... and nothing left to eat
He is broken down...and torn apart
On his ragged uniform... is a rusty purple heart

He is somebody’s child ..looking for a friend

Open the door to hope, hear them knocking
Open the door to hope, for those without a home
Open the door to hope, give them a chance to find their meaning
Open the door to hope

When someone needs refuge....from the cold and rain
And their spirit is broken...from fear and pain
When a tortured soul....is lost and led astray
We can ease their suffering...if we don’t turn away

They are somebody’s child ..looking for a friend...Lost in despair..

They have cried a thousand tears...they need someone to care
With helping hands and open hearts...we will give love....we will be there

Open the door to hope, you can hear them knocking
Open the door to hope, for those without a home
Open the door to hope, give them a chance to find their way
Open the door to hope