The Uvalde children haunt me.
Young lives just torn apart.
I hope they walk with angels.
I hold them in my heart.
The Uvalde children haunt me.
Young lives just torn apart.
I hope they walk with angels.
I hold them in my heart.
The Uvalde children haunt me.
No more laughter. No more fun.
They lost their fresh-faced innocence
at the barrel of a gun.