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

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 pave 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
Let me tell you bout hard work

Minimum wage with a baby on the way
Let me tell you bout hard work

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
Hard work
You don t know nothing bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
Oh

How do you sleep at night
How do you walk with your head held high
Dear Mr. President

You d never take a walk with me

Would You?