They traveled alone to a distant land
No parents to comfort or hold their hand
Too young to know what should have been there
They got hardships and neglect instead of loving care
Tears that fell on the cold hard marble
Silently etching their pain and trouble
In the heart of that stone, just as hard as their struggle
Hungry and confused they looked to each other
Bonds made deep, like sister and brother
They tried to tell us, but no one believed
We closed our ears, willingly deceived
Innocent tears washing sorrow in the stone
A lifetime to unwind deep in the bone
We owe them all our love and support
How sorry we are that our love fell short
How sorry we are for their tears on the marble
