I hear the preacher's words of sorrow
When he's speaking up in church
He says the children of tomorrow
Are in for bitterness and hurt
He says that we're the ones to blame for
The Godless lessons that we feed
The fear, the anger we obtained now
Are all for them to keep
So I've been wading in the water
I've been washing of the dirt
I've been wading in the water
Cleaned until it hurt
I've been looking at my daughter
Her careless play, the laughing girl
For all her hoping and her dreaming
For all that she deserves
I've been wading in the water
I've been washing of the dirt
I've been wading in the water
Cleaned until it hurt
See the beauty in the cultures
Embrace their love and heal their pain
'Cause then the children of tomorrow
They will do the same!
I've been wading in the water
I've been washing of the dirt
I've been wading in the water
Cleaned until it hurt
Cleaned until it hurt
Cleaned until it hurt
