Everyone's hatred is getting to me
There is no happiness out in the street
Ignorance is taught to young by old
I hear it on the radio and on TV
And all they do is reason for you
Reason enough to let your hatred grow
Hate without reason is the way you live
Blind each day
When will you see
See the me in you and the you in me.

Finding the right ground...is not so easy
Holding your hand out...is not so easy
Trusting each other...is not so easy
Loving your brother...is not so easy
Playing a fair game...is not so easy
Finding the right ground...is not so easy
It's not so easy.

Living in a world full of color and fear
You can't find a friend
Won't even let you near
You hold out your hand and say your gonna try (try and try)
But your hands are at your sides as you walk right on by
And I'm getting really pissed at the world I see
People's wrongs trample over me
Blind each day when will we see?
See that equal is the way for us to be.