Safe Harbors

There are refugees among us who are not from foreign shores.
The battles they've been waging are from very private wars.
There are no correspondence documenting all their grief.
But these refugees among us all are yearning for relief.

There are refugees among us they don't carry flag or signs.
They are standing right beside us in the market checkout lines.
And the war that they've been fighting will not be televised.
But the story of their need for love is written in their eyes.

Can you see through their disguises?
Can you hear what words won't tell?
Some are losing faith in heaven cause their live's a living hell.
Is there anyone to help those who have no one else to plea?
Because the only arms protecting them belong to you and me.

This is a call to arms to reach out
And to hold the evacuees from the dark.
This is a call to arms to lead
Anguished souls to safe harbors of the heart.
Can you hear the pleas from the refugees to safe harbors of the heart?