Can you, can you hear them
in the distance
Crying in the wilderness
Fighting for their lives.
All they do is cry
All they know is hunger

Cause the pain
will stay
'til the day you pay
From the bottom of your heart

Mixing black and white,
calling darkness light
Mockers seemed to be right

Try to cool your conscience.
Pretending
But the emptiness is killing us

Cause your life will show,
when it's filled with truth

From the bottom of your heart

Still waiting and wondering
for a reason
But if love is master
you have to go

A cymbal that's sounding
is all they can hear
To cry for the dying
is not a choice

Ohh yo oooh, oooh, oh
From your heart
Yeah yes
From your heart
Yeah, Yeah
From your heart
From the bottom of your
From the bottom of your
From the bottom of your Hearth
From the bottom of your
From the bottom of your
From the bottom of your Hearth
From the bottom of our
From the bottom of our
From the bottom of our
Two, Three, Four