Sometimes I see
There's nothin' good for me
In a world with a big indifference
Inside

Sometimes
I cry and I ask myself why
Everything is changing
'Cause of our mistakes
And there's

Too much bread in our bags
Too much blood, baby, in our legs
Too much greed in our life
A child is dead
Tell me why

Too much death in our fears
Too much hunger, baby, in our tears
Too much gold in our teeth
You might only live a second
Live

Sometimes I've heard
That burnin' flight of a bird
Hangin' all around
Feelin' sorry for himself just
Like a blessed killin' child

Sometimes I cry
And I ask my god why
Everyone could not sing, and drink, and make love
Together all the time
And there's

Too much bread in our bags
Too much blood, baby, in our legs
Too much greed in our life
A child is dead
Tell me why

Every time I would just like to hold your hand
Every time I would just like to sing a song for you baby
Every time, darling, please hold my hand now
But tell me why on the other side
A thousand children die
And there's

Too much bread in our bags
Too much blood, baby, in our legs
Too much greed in our life
A child is dead
Tell me why