Oh Father, I wish I had understanding Never known more, never been so well informed We know the score, heard it all before But I've never felt more powerless
So much blood on the streets So much hope refused So much grainy teenage photographs On the evening news
Ooh, when everywhere's violence Silently I go
Love's on its way, ooh Hope it won't be too late
'Cause when the day comes [ Corinne Bailey Rae Lyrics are found on www.songlyrics.com ] And I've counted all my sins How many I'll see, I want to be able to say That I did more, more than pray
I did more than just spend my money Just writing letters, than just going out marching I did more than talking, saying the right thing Wearing the right thing, time for an uprising
Love's on its way, ooh Hope it won't be too late
Love's on its way Love's on its way Love's on its way, ooh Hope it won't be too late