Music We Make
I saw the face of a boy in a magazine
Couldn't have been older than five
Crying all alone 'cuz his daddy died
Caught in a place on the verge of a world war 3
He don't ever understand why
I wonder to myself how he's gonna survive
There's so many ways to handle it
Can we try to find love and peace in our head
I think that we can deal with it
If we all get lost in the music we make
Here comes the rain,the tears from heaven
I know we're in for brighter days
But it starts in you just keep the faith
Let's not erase the world we are given
You gotta get rid of the hate
So sit back and let the rhythm take you away