The New York Times

It Makes no Sense To Me

I Was Living in a different world

when i heard the news



i keep on having the same bad dream

and it makes me want to hurt all the peeople

who have done this thing to you



when i see your face

i can see you smile

i read all about you in the new york times



when i see your eyes

i can see your life

when i think about what happened

it just makes me crazy



this makes no sense to me

this eye for an eye thing

it has gone too far

i don't know anyone who doesn't hurt inside

i would like to believe we can learn from this

and maybe someday we can

make things right



i want to believe in this world

i want to believe in this life

i want to believe in a world

that does not seem real

when you read between the lines



when i see your face

i can see you smile

i read all about you in the new york times



when i see your eyes

i can see your life

when i read the words about you

it just makes me crazy



i want to believe in this world

i want to believe in this life

i want to believe in a world

that does not seem real

when you read between the lines



you got to read between the lines



you got to read between the lines



i really want to believe...

i can make things right



i want to believe i can learn

how to feel all right inside



i want to believe i can learn

how to make things right



i want to believe in this world

i want to believe in this life

i want to believe in a world

that does not seem real

when you read the new york times



i see your face

i can see your smile

i read all about you in the new york times



i can see your eyes

i can see your life

when i think about what happened

it just makes me crazy



when i close my eyes...you seem so alive

wjen i think about you

i want to believe...we can make things right



i want to believe

(i want to believe)



i want to believe in this world

i want to believe in this life

i want to believe in a world

that does not seem real

when i read the new york times