Everyday I live in danger
while the papers make me cry
in a broken land where freedom dies.
Every time we show our feelings
violent words speak our fear
as my faith, my world, may disappear.
Without faith to take the blame
we can take over the pain.
We can make things happen.
Life still goes on.
I don't want to walk alone.
In our hands lies the fate
of the truth we made.
Show me the way
to believe in a future,
to forgive all the sins
of a nation who kneels.
Hope on the wind
to make real an illusion.
Without hate in our hands
we will save our homeland
while the papers make me cry
in a broken land where freedom dies.
Every time we show our feelings
violent words speak our fear
as my faith, my world, may disappear.
Without faith to take the blame
we can take over the pain.
We can make things happen.
Life still goes on.
I don't want to walk alone.
In our hands lies the fate
of the truth we made.
Show me the way
to believe in a future,
to forgive all the sins
of a nation who kneels.
Hope on the wind
to make real an illusion.
Without hate in our hands
we will save our homeland