Can¹t we learn from what we¹ve done before
What are we fighting for
When no one ever wins, in war
A young man returns from war
Where he didn¹t know
What he was fighting for
The streets remained the same
But people¹d changed
The medals on his chest
Didn¹t mean a thing
A tear dropped from the corner of his eyes
Did he come comes
What he was fighting for
The streets remained the same
But people¹d changed
What he was fighting for
The streets remained the same
But people¹d changed