Take a ride to the south of the city
Cross the border or north where they live
The favela at night it’s so pretty
Catch your breath but then don’t breathe too deep
Take a stroll through the street it’s their playground
Or maybe down to the dump for some food
No matter how hard you try things won’t turn round
It’s a missing world and we all miss it for you
Watch the children grow old oh so quickly
Watch them play with the guns that they made
See the bombs as they fall on the city
They can take their own lives and be saved
You can see the whole world slowly turning
You can wait ‘til the last turn is through
We can wonder do we hear the warning
It’s a missing world and we all miss it for you
We see the signs and next time it could be the last time
We gotta change their lives from a living hell
You keep treading on their dreams and you’re treading on a fine line
God knows only time will tell