Song | Tolerance |
Artist | Michael Franti & Spearhead |
Album | Yell Fire! |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
A child is born and a mamma's torn | |
About the life that it's bound to live | |
A sun and moon, and a modest home | |
Is all they asking the | |
Lord to give | |
But politics and big events | |
They never seem to notice the little guy | |
So make a plan or simply hold a hand | |
But don't ever be a passer by | |
Tolerance or violence | |
And the whole world goes to war | |
Is one enough or is one too many? | |
Before we say, "No more" | |
Could you ever love a pot of gold? | |
Could you ever love another lonely soul? | |
And could you ever find a love that was oceans wide? | |
Could you ever find love in another stranger's eyes? | |
Give a little tolerance, tolerance | |
We need you more and more | |
So lend a hand or simply hold a friend | |
That’s in need of a life support | |
Draw a picture, share a whisper | |
Anyway that you can rise above | |
And when the end is near, who is gonna volunteer? | |
To be the last one to die for love | |
Tolerance or violence | |
And the whole world goes to war | |
Is one enough or is one too many? | |
Before we say, "No more" | |
No more, no more | |
No more, no more |
A child is born and a mamma' s torn | |
About the life that it' s bound to live | |
A sun and moon, and a modest home | |
Is all they asking the | |
Lord to give | |
But politics and big events | |
They never seem to notice the little guy | |
So make a plan or simply hold a hand | |
But don' t ever be a passer by | |
Tolerance or violence | |
And the whole world goes to war | |
Is one enough or is one too many? | |
Before we say, " No more" | |
Could you ever love a pot of gold? | |
Could you ever love another lonely soul? | |
And could you ever find a love that was oceans wide? | |
Could you ever find love in another stranger' s eyes? | |
Give a little tolerance, tolerance | |
We need you more and more | |
So lend a hand or simply hold a friend | |
That' s in need of a life support | |
Draw a picture, share a whisper | |
Anyway that you can rise above | |
And when the end is near, who is gonna volunteer? | |
To be the last one to die for love | |
Tolerance or violence | |
And the whole world goes to war | |
Is one enough or is one too many? | |
Before we say, " No more" | |
No more, no more | |
No more, no more |
A child is born and a mamma' s torn | |
About the life that it' s bound to live | |
A sun and moon, and a modest home | |
Is all they asking the | |
Lord to give | |
But politics and big events | |
They never seem to notice the little guy | |
So make a plan or simply hold a hand | |
But don' t ever be a passer by | |
Tolerance or violence | |
And the whole world goes to war | |
Is one enough or is one too many? | |
Before we say, " No more" | |
Could you ever love a pot of gold? | |
Could you ever love another lonely soul? | |
And could you ever find a love that was oceans wide? | |
Could you ever find love in another stranger' s eyes? | |
Give a little tolerance, tolerance | |
We need you more and more | |
So lend a hand or simply hold a friend | |
That' s in need of a life support | |
Draw a picture, share a whisper | |
Anyway that you can rise above | |
And when the end is near, who is gonna volunteer? | |
To be the last one to die for love | |
Tolerance or violence | |
And the whole world goes to war | |
Is one enough or is one too many? | |
Before we say, " No more" | |
No more, no more | |
No more, no more |