This is not the way I thought that this would be With me holding back something Isn't love generosity Not Fists up and pumping
What good is a helping hand if it's rolled up tight and clenched? How can I give when I still must be convinced?
I believe that we can change the world
This could be the way we want it to For all the brokenhearted What we've done, love can still undo To bring it back to how it started
What good is a helping hand if it's rolled up tight and clenched? How can I give when I still must be convinced?
I believe that we can change the world
Forgive me know for trying to change your mind Maybe this is just for me But somewhere deep in these shadows Are our brothers and sisters dying to be free