Within a world where all is greed, all is lies?

For every child who lies awake and hopes that dawn will never break?
To be alone, to be afraid but never cry?

Where is the love, where is the fire we used to share, we used to live?
Where is the hope, where is the flame we used to feel, we used to give?
Where is the man who says he never wants to dream, wants to live

For every man who feels alone working fingers to the bone?
I have a voice, I still yearn and I still cry?

It's not the singer, it's the song, strikes the chord in everyone?
And makes us dance, makes us sing, Makes us fly?

Where is the love, where is the fire we used to share, we used to live?
Where is the hope, where is the flame we used to feel, we used to give?
Were is the man who says he never wants to dream, wants to live?

Instrumental

Where is the love, ...

For every man?
(There's nothing that we know, just watch the magic flow