Whisper what it means to be always cold and hungry Whisper how it feels to be alone with no one Whisper it so soft and sweet, so no one will hear Whisper it so soft and sweet, because it's a lost cause It's a lost cause Shout about how we can't breathe Because there's disease in our lungs And there is dust in our throats Shout about how we can't bear to see Our children are starving And there's nothing we can do about it