Oh, 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 night don't let go baby hold on tight" To believe is blind Don't sacrifice another child It's not black and white Unless 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 We pray to God and hope He's listening A man with a gun brings the demons in Oh, 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 Unless 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 Unless you're looking through a madman's eyes