Lyrics

Turned the tv on Turned the tv off Getting sick of violence Tried to talk this talk Tried to fight this fight Now we're stuck in silence All I can do Is try to see you Eye to eye Don't we want the same things Don't we want the same things Imagine a world Where everybody understands We want the same things We want the same things For the sun to come up And the day to give us A little love For the sun to come up And the day to give us A little love For the sun to come up And the day to give us A little love We're spinning on this rock The kids are growing up Everything keeps moving Why are we so stuck Why do we mess up Everything's confusing All I can do Is try to see you Eye to eye Don't we want the same things Don't we want the same things Imagine a world Where everybody understands We want the same things We want the same things For the sun to come up And the day to give us A little love For the sun to come up And the day to give us A little love For the sun to come up And the day to give us A little love Turn the tv on Turn the tv off Getting sick of violence
Writer(s): Thomas Macken, Andrew Macken, Shungudzo Kuyimba, Nikkita Wright Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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