In a bombed out room in belfast A young boy is crying He’s alone and he don’t understand How the teachings of one book Built on love and understanding Could cause the hurt and killing in his land
In an old part of jerusalem Two children are playing They run and laugh the way it’s meant to be But one will wear the star And one will wear the crescent And they’ll grow up and change from friends to enemies
Refrão: But we are one Flowers of one garden We’re one the leaves of one tree Let the walls come down And stand here together We are one family
In a pakistani village A young boy on crutches Takes a fall and lies helplessly there And he holds out his hand But no one will take it They won’t touch him or the clothes that he wears
On a side street in selma A black child is sitting In a squad car protected from the whites ‘cause they’re burning a cross To send her a message And you can see the fear in her eyes
Ponder in our hearts How we were all created From the same dust, same dust And searching we will find That spirit of the age Has come to find us, to find us