Madman's Eyes

Ooh, little Billy’s got a gun

Little Billy’s having fun

Shooting bottles on the wall

Dreams the hero come home from war

Is this real?

Is this make believe?

We'd think we’d know how everything’s supposed to be

Like a train blowing full steam ahead

Can’t hear what you’re saying

With everybody screaming

I’m afraid, can’t lie

Momma said, "Baby, don’t you cry

In the dark be the light

Don’t let go, baby, hold on tight"

To believe is blind

Don’t sacrifice another child

It’s not black and white

‘Less you’re looking through a madman’s eyes

The truth might not be crystal clear

But if might is right there’s no room for love in here

Pray to God and hope he’s listening

Man with a gun brings the demons in

We live as if our hands are tied

Is it really so hard to do what we know is right?

To protect the things that we hold dear

Must we do things that we should never forgive?

I’m afraid, can’t lie

Momma said, "Baby, don’t you cry

In the dark be the light

Don’t let go, baby, hold on tight"

To believe is blind

Don’t sacrifice another child

It’s not black and white

‘Less you’re looking through a madman’s eyes

Run and hide, don't ask why

Nobody wants to see the look in his eyes

When it’s too late to untwist the knife

How do we face hatred with the love inside us?

I’m afraid, can’t lie

Momma said, "Baby, don’t you cry

In the dark be the light

Don’t let go, baby, hold on tight"

To believe is blind

Don’t sacrifice another child

It’s not black and white

‘Less you’re looking through a madman’s eyes