Dear Mr. President

Dear Mr. President

Come take a walk with me

Let´s pretend we´re just two people andYou´re not better than meI´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 sayNo child is left behind

We´re not dumb and we´re not blindThey´re all sitting in your cells

While you pay the road to hell
What kind of father would take his own daughter´s rights away

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

workHard

workHard

workOh
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