Love's On Its Way

	Oh Father,
	I wish I had understanding.
	Never known more
	Never been so well informed
	We know the score
	Heard it all before,
	But I've never felt more powerless
	There's so much blood on the streets
	So much hope refused
	So much grainy teenage photographs on the evening news
	Oo, when everywhere's violence
	Silently I go
	Love's on its way
	I hope it won't be too late
	When the day comes
	And I've counted all my sins
	How mant I'll see
	I want to be able to say that I did more, more than pray
	I did more
	Than just spend my money
	Just writing letters
	Than just going out marching
	I did more than talking and saying the right thing
	Wearing the right thing
	It's time for an uprising
	Love's on its way
	Hope it won't be too late
	Love's on its way
	Love's on its way
	Love's on its way
	Hope it won't be too late

	Oh Father,
	I wish I had understanding.
	Never known more
	Never been so well informed
	We know the score
	Heard it all before,
	But I' ve never felt more powerless
	There' s so much blood on the streets
	So much hope refused
	So much grainy teenage photographs on the evening news
	Oo, when everywhere' s violence
	Silently I go
	Love' s on its way
	I hope it won' t be too late
	When the day comes
	And I' ve counted all my sins
	How mant I' ll see
	I want to be able to say that I did more, more than pray
	I did more
	Than just spend my money
	Just writing letters
	Than just going out marching
	I did more than talking and saying the right thing
	Wearing the right thing
	It' s time for an uprising
	Love' s on its way
	Hope it won' t be too late
	Love' s on its way
	Love' s on its way
	Love' s on its way
	Hope it won' t be too late