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
　　There's so many ways to handle it
　　Can we try to find love and peace in our head
　　Can we try to find love and peace in our head
　　I think that we can deal with it
　　I think that we can deal with it
　　If we all get lost in the music we make
　　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