Every day, every night
I worry about you
How you feel and how you cope
What people they do
To themselves, their families
And their friends
In the streets, by the corner
Kids are running wild
What's in their heads, what's in their souls
What's going through their minds
When they wake up in the morning
And recall
Doing what they're told
Trying to be bold
Some of these kids won't grow old
In the streets
They look alive but they don't live
But some of them try
To find a way to survive
From stealing and lies
Imagine how it feels
To be one of them
You're doing what you're supposed to be
But you're too tall
Trying to be bold
Some of these kids won't grow old
In the streets
They look young and they look old
But your love's what they're after
But you're not giving up

To be loved and loved
Things are better for kids
Instead of living the way they used to
Using the term girl


It just means that it matters
It doesn't matter
It's fun
Thank you.
Thank you.
In their streets, in their streets.
In their streets, in their streets.