dear  mr.president
come  take  a  walk  with  me
let's  pretend  we're  just  two  people  and
you're  not  better  than  me
i'd  like  to  ask  you  some  questions  if  we  can  speak  honestly
what  do  you  feel  when  you  see  all  the  homeless  on  the  street
who  do  you  pray  for  at  night  before  you  go  to  sleep
what  do  you  feel  when  you  look  in  the  mirror
are  you  proud
how  do  you  sleep  while  the  rest  of  us  cry
how  do  you  dream  when  a  mother  has  no  chance  to  say  goodbye
how  do  you  walk  with  your  head  held  high
can  you  even  look  me  in  the  eye
and  tell  me  why
dear  mr.president
were  you  a  lonely  boy
（were  you  a  lonely  boy）
are  you  a  lonely  boy
（are  you  a  lonely  boy）
how  can  you  say
no  child  is  left  behind
we're  not  dumb  and  we're  not  blind
they're  all  sitting  in  your  cells
while  you  pay  the  road  to  hell
what  kind  of  father  would  take  his  own  daughter's  rights  away
and  what  kind  of  father  might  hate  his  own  daughter  if  she  were  gay
i  can  only  imagine  what  the  first  lady  has  to  say
you've  come  a  long  way  from  whiskey  and  cocaine
how  do  you  sleep  while  the  rest  of  us  cry
how  do  you  dream  when  a  mother  has  no  chance  to  say  goodbye
how  do  you  walk  with  your  head  held  high
can  you  even  look  me  in  the  eye
and  tell  me  why
let  me  tell  you  bout  hard  work
minimum  wage  with  a  baby  on  the  way
rebuilding  your  house  after  the  bombs  took  them  away
let  me  tell  you  bout  hard  work
building  a  bed  out  of  a  cardboard  box
let  me  tell  you  bout  hard  work
hard  work
you  don't  know  nothing  bout  hard  work  hard  work  hard  work
oh
how  do  you  sleep  at  night
dear  mr.president
you'd  never  take  a  walk  with  me
would  you