• What I can't understand
    Is that were at war
    Why is there no piece
    Why are there ribbons on the door?

    Can't are president
    make up his mind
    Why can't we talk
    Because of you
    people can't walk

    So now we sit
    in our broken homes
    waiting for a sign
    a signal of hope

    Some sort of spark
    How about a speech?
    Or maybe we could let
    the injured souls free

    I hope our generation
    won't be like us
    will have some peace
    won't be messed up

    The sun will shine
    The sky won't be red
    No people missing
    No people dead

    Man, I can't wait
    Until that day
    Where people will laugh and
    Smile and say

    What a nice world
    this has come to be
    Courage and Honesty
    There is some peace