A young boy walked down a city street

And hope was in his eyes

As he searched the faces of the people he'd meet

For one he could recognize

Brother, where are you?

They told me that you came this way

Brother, where are you?

They said you came this way

The eyes of the people who passed him by

Were cold and as hard as stone

And the small boy whimpered and began to cry

Because he was all alone

Brother, where are you?

They told me that you came this way

Brother, where are you?

They said you came this way

For there are many

Who say it's true

That brothers are we all

And yet it seems there are very few

Who will answer a brother's call

Brother, where are you?

They told me that you came this way

Brother, where are you?

They said you came this way

They said you came this way