You roll your eyes to the sky
I close mine
You ask your questions why
I don’t mind

I know I’m moving in the wrong directions
Oh no making all the wrong connections

You lay your tracks on the ground
And follow them ‚round
I’ll build my house in the sand
Until the waves knock it down

I know I’m moving in the wrong directions
Making all the wrong connections

They say that love is a sound
And it follows you ‚round
Follows you ‚round
They say that sound is a drug
And I can’t get enough
I can’t get enough
I can’t get enough

I know it’s not enough to say I’m sorry, to say I’m sorry
I know it’s not enough to say I’m sorry, to say I’m sorry
I know I’m moving in the wrong directions
I know I’m moving in the wrong directions
 

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Dear Mr. President,
Take a walk with me.

Let’s pretend we’re just two people and
You’re not better than me.
I’d like to ask you some questions
If we can speak honestly.

What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street?
Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep?
What do you feel when you look in the mirror?
Are you proud?

How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye
And tell me why?

Dear Mr. President,
Were you a lonely boy?
Just a lonely boy.

How can you say
No child is left behind?
We’re not dumb and we’re not blind.
They’re all sitting in your cells
While you pave the road to hell.

What kind of father would take his own daughter’s rights away?
And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay?
I can only imagine what the first lady has to say
I’ve come a long way from whiskey and cocaine.

How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye?
In the eye.
 

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