Lost Child

Picked up by the police, only seventeen
What did he do, what did he say?
His father left him as a little boy
His mother turned tricks just to buy his toys

72 hour evaluation
Immediate psychiatric help
But Johnny wasn't crazy
He was just an angry boy

Years later, nothing much has changed
Liquor, drugs and gangs have made him a man
Living in the streets in a world of his own
He stops and watches his heart turn to stone

He's an important person now
He's running with a wayward crowd
But Johnny wasn't crazy
He was just a lonely boy

The pain got too great, an eventual suicide
Fear and anger were trapped deep inside
If only Johnny could have opened up his heart
Then me and Johnny wouldn't never had to part

He's tired of running the vicious circle
He loaded and cocked his .45
But Johnny wasn't crazy
He was just a frightened boy

Oh,
How many Johnnys must there be?
Oh Johnny
How I wish you were here

Chico Perdido

Lo levantó la policía, tiene sólo 17
Qué hizo, qué dijo?
Su padre lo abandonó de niño,
Su madre se vendía para comprarle los juguetes

72 horas en observación,
Ayuda psiquiátrica inmediatamente,
Pero Johnny no estaba loco
Era sólo un chico enojado

Años después, nada cambió mucho
El licor, las drogas y las pandillas lo hicieron un hombre
Viviendo en las calles en un mundo propio
Mira como su corazón se vuelve de piedra

Ahora es una persona importante
Está acompañado por una multitud
Pero Johnny no estaba loco,
Era sólo un chico solitario

El dolor se hizo muy grande,
El miedo y la furia estaban atrapados en su interior
Si sólo Johnny hubiera podido abrir su corazón
Nunca habríamos tenido que separarnos.

Estaba cansado del círculo vicioso
Cargó y amartilló su .45
Pero Johnny no estaba loco,
Era sólo un chico asustado

Oh,
Cuántos Johnnys tiene que haber?
Oh Johnny,
Desearía tanto que estuvieras acá...