| All the hatred in the world | |
| Where did it all come from? | |
| That man over there, he's the one to blame | |
| He's the one who did you wrong | |
| And if you should ever point the finger | |
| Raise up the glass to humanity | |
| And the footsteps of innocence so weary | |
| Can rest now at the doorsteps of sanity | |
| All the children in the world | |
| With tears in their eyes | |
| Where did they all come from? | |
| Standing alone in a world which | |
| they don't understand | |
| And the black hearts all melt away | |
| as the night turns to day | |
| And we say we all want our freedom but | |
| all we can do is hope and pray | |
| 'cos I don't know what we're going to do | |
| 'cos the boy who tried to change the world | |
| Found out that world wasn't ready to change | |
| And we say we've all got the answer but | |
| no-one's ready to agree | |
| 'cos I don't know what we're going to do | |
| 'cos the boy who tried to change the world | |
| Found out that the world wasn't ready to change | |
| 'cos I don't know what we're going to do | |
| 'cos the boy who tried to change the world | |
| Will try again when the world is ready to change |