Lyrics
Hear the little voices
As they moan and cry
Wondering why they hurt and die
Pull off the cloak of apathy
And look at them
Clothe, feed, don't ignore it
Don't assume others will do it
Children hungry
Children cold
Staring back with hollow eyes
Desperate for hope
You might as well
Try to make a difference
Take a new direction
Give hope to the hopeless
Help the helpless
You might as well
Don't wait for tomorrow
Make time for the hurting
Take away the sorrow
Give of yourself
You might as well
Don't try to drown it out
Pretending you don't hear
Telltale signs of telltale crimes
Buried out of fear
Painted on a living canvas
In hues of red and blue and black
She tries to hide the pain inside
Wearing a mask of smiles and lies
While inside she's screaming loud
For her broken dreams
And for her broken heart
You might as well
Try to make a difference
Take a new direction
Give hope to the hopeless
Help the helpless
You might as well
Don't wait for tomorrow
Make time for the hurting
Take away the sorrow
Give of yourself
You might as well
No love for those who gave their lives
So we could be free to live
No grace for those who came before
And taught us to know better
Tomorrow and tomorrow creep
While we sulk in guilt and shame
The only way to clean the stain is to act
You might as well
Try to make a difference
Take a new direction
Give hope to the hopeless
Help the helpless
You might as well
Don't wait for tomorrow