Words by Tony Palacios and Steve Taylor
Music by Tony Palacios

Checking out channels, in for the night
I catch sight of a starving innocent
Her eyes are swollen shut from neglect
I wonder, is it mine?
Channeling on, I keep coming back
My stomach's twisted watching her cry
Whose arms will hold her when she dies?
I know they won't be mine

Can't take much of that
Don't wanna see that
Don't gimme none of that
No, no, no
I was all alone, a stranger in this place
And you turned away
What you've done with these, you have done to me
Now there's hell to pay

Righteous anger's boiling my blood
But who's to blame for this child's lack?
Some ethnic war? Some crack maniac?
I wonder, is it me?
Hold on, pizza man's at the door
I'm scrounging change but who could forget
That poor abandoned innocent?
You can bet her life it's me

CHORUS

What you've done with these, you have done to me
Do you even care
What you've done with these, you have done to me
Will you leave her there?