Overture in B-Minor/Refugee
PETER BYFORD, TIMOTHY CARTER
Cry for the children
Sons and daughters left behind
They walk alone, down the trail of tears
Full of heartache, full of fear
You stand with open arms
Waiting for the fall
But who'll be there to help you
When you're back's against the wall
You'll be sailing home before the storm
Through the night into the dawn
On the wind, I hear your voice calling
Sailing home before the storm
Why, cry the people
Give me shelter from the storm
They take the road
Across the bridge of sighs
No more heartache the other side
You stand with open arms
You scream into the night
But who'll be there beside you
Can you see the end in sight
