God Help the Outcasts (Pop Version) - OST Hunchback of Notre Dame

Bette Midler
   I don't know if You can hear me
   Or if You're even there
   I don't know if You would listen
   To a gypsy's prayer
   Yes, I know I'm just an outcast
   I shouldn't speak to you
   Still I see Your face and wonder
   Were You once an outcast too?

   God help the outcasts
   Hungry from birth
   Show them the mercy
   They don't find on earth
   The lost and forgotten
   They look to you still
   God help the outcasts
   Or nobody will

   I ask for nothing
   I can get by
   But I know so many
   Less lucky than I
   God help the outcasts
   The poor and downtrod
   I thought we all were
   The children of God

   I don't know if there's a reason
   Why some are blessed, some not
   Why the few You seem to favor
   They fear usFlee us
   Try not to see us

   God help the outcasts
   The tattered, the torn
   Seeking an answer
   To why they were born
   Winds of misfortune
   Have blown them about
   You made the outcasts
   Don't cast them out
   The poor and unlucky
   The weak and the odd
   I thought they all were
   The children of God