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

But it starts in you just keep the faith

I know we''re in for brighter days

Let''s not erase the world we are given

You gotta get rid of the hate

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