Take a look in the mirror, look at yourself.
But don't you look too close, cause you just might see the person.
That you hate the most, lord, what's happening to this human race.
I can't even see one friendly face, brothers fight brothers and sisters wink their eyes.
While silver tongues bear fruits of poison lies, take a look at your children.
Born innocent, every boy and every girl, denying themselves a real chance.
To build a better world, oh! dear lord what's happening to your precious dream.
I think its washing away on a bloody, bloody stream, yes, take a look at your children.
Before it's too late, and tell them nobody, nobody wins when the prize is hate.
Oh, no, no, no it's not too late, we gotta tell all of our children.
That love, love, love is the way, yeah, yeah