This is not the way   I thought that this would be   With me holding back something   Isn't love generosity   Not Fists up and pumping      What good is a helping hand if it's rolled up tight and clenched?   How can I give when I still must be convinced?      I believe that we can change the world      This could be the way we want it to   For all the brokenhearted   What we've done, love can still undo   To bring it back to how it started      What good is a helping hand if it's rolled up tight and clenched?   How can I give when I still must be convinced?      I believe that we can change the world      Forgive me know for trying to change your mind   Maybe this is just for me   But somewhere deep in these shadows   Are our brothers and sisters dying to be free