I'm sick of seeing all the children and the suffering

Draft is just another word of saying slavery

I'm told to be a man and fight for my country



Don't you think that every life is worth something?

I won't fight another war

When I don't know what I'm fighting for



I can hear the planes flying up above me

Another way to make another broken family

I could paint a million pictures but you'll never see



Don't you think that every life is worth something?

I won't fight another war

When I don't know what I'm fighting for



I can't stand to watch the children bleed

Hurts the eyes, the suffering



Where's the good?

Where's the love?

Love's so desperately needed



I won't fight for something

That I don't believe in

I won't fight another war

What are we fighting for?



Every child and his father that he'll never see

(that he'll never see)

For every widow in a bed that lies empty

(lies empty)

For every yellow ribbon tied around a tree

For all of you that never had a chance to speak



I won't fight another war

When I don't know what I'm fighting for



We won't lose nobody when

I don't fight for something I don't believe in