i saw the face of a boy in a magazine.
couldn’t have been older than five.
crying all alone ’cuz his daddy died.
caught in a place on the verge of a world war 3.
he don’t ever understand why.
i wonder to myself how he’s gonna survive.
there’s so many ways to handle it.
can we try to find love and peace in our head
i think that we can deal with it.
if we all get lost in the