Take a look in the mirror, look at yourself   But don't you look too close   'Cause you just might see the person   That you hate the most      Lord, what's happening to this human race   I can't even see one friendly face   Brothers fight brothers and sisters wink their eyes   While silver tongues bear fruits of poison lies      Take a look at your children born innocent   Every boy and every girl   Denying themselves a real chance   To build a better world   Oh, ohh dear Lord, what's happening to your precious dream?   I think its washin' away on a bloody, bloody stream, yes      Take a look at your children   Before it's too late, and tell them nobody   Nobody wins when the prize is hate   Oh, no, no, no it's not too late   We gotta tell all of our children   That love, love, love is the way   Yea, yea