Behind the Wall

She was living in a tent on the border with thousands in a plaza hot and humid with guards who never smiled. She longed for the chance to find her child torn from her arms when he was only five. I'm still behind this wall, but I am coming Be brave, my little boy. I am coming for you, mi amor Today was the day she hoped to see Jose Feeling afraid and yet so very brave Taking her place in line, wondering, Will they, will they, will they let me cross I'm still behind this wall, but I am coming Be brave, my little boy. I am coming for you, mi amor Mi corazon, mi corazon, siempre Jose. Be brave, be brave The windowless van took her back to the tents. She heard children laughing, playing in the rain So many tears clouded her eyes, but they wouldn't wash away the pain I'm still behind this wall, but I am coming. I am coming Be brave, my little boy. I am coming. I'm coming I'm still behind this wall, but I am coming Be brave, my little boy. I'm coming for you, mi amor