Think of Those Who
Think of those who run so they don't get shoot
Thing of those who arguing about so tiny things
Think of those who blow up cars and houses on the street
Think of those who sit in a dark room and cry
For their daddy who hasn't arrived
Think of those who standing next to their mothers grave and want to die
Think of those who might take life for granted
Think of those who just sit and don't say a word
Think of those who is just like you
Wouldn't that hurt, Wouldn't that hurt
Wouldn't that hurt, Wouldn't that hurt...
Every time we shared, Every single word you said
Every little hour, I cry and begged for you to stay
I'm all confused, Don't know where to head
I acted dumb, Even lost you, as a friend
Why do we ignore, Why don't we give them more
All the promises are made, Now their life's begin to fade
But we do know there's something going on
Help is under way, And are there to stay
No time to cry, Save life's before the die
It's really not fair, But they love it when you care
Lyrics and music by Robert Damasdi
