She never had much that Mary Of Mine
'Cept her walk and her grin and a tell of the time
60 cents in her pocket said "I will be fine"
But her step-fa'er at home took it all for the wine
Oh Steven Up Further you can't find your wit
Your teacher is beating and the children won't quit
You feel like you're falling down a dark deadly pit
Stupid's your name, life, and safety net
They're holding to hope
The last, lost, and least
They reach out for love
They pray for peace
Problems like ghosts haunt Ms. Jane Doe
Her mother and father left ages ago
They kissed her and soothed her and left her below
With the nameless unfortunates, the rejects and crows
Young Johnny My Boy sweeps up floors all day
Working and working he finally gets paid
He blows all the money before he next hits the hay
Cause mommy's in bed and might be gone the next day
They're holding to hope
The last, lost, and least
They reach out for love
They pray for peace
The nameless and faceless
They live day by day
Survive a while longer
A Love patiently waits