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