Together we sand, divided we fall,
If we can’t work it out we’ve got nothing at all,
Everyone has their little differences all in one row,
Thinking that they may have the real truth.
And I can see the tears in their eyes,
I can see their fears,
Waiting for answers from the sky,
I can see the tears they’re crying.
The teacher says, “It’s not that simple,”
The artist says that no one understands him,
The children say, “Hey, what’s the problem?”
The world says, “What a mess,”
What a mess.
I can see the tears in their eyes,
I can see the fears,
Waiting for answers from the sky,
I can see the tears.
Waiting for someone to make the first move,
You don’t want to seem like I’m the one who’s wrong,
If they were Jesus, would you care?
Hey, if they were Jesus, would you care?
