I find it hard to imagine This world without guns and wars When we have our own private battles Our own bashing and slamming of doors What makes us want to hurt each other Can you help me to understand Why does history repeat itself And a man keep killing a man CHORUS If i believe like you believe Then I guess we can be one But when it comes down to the crossfire babe It's down to the will off the gun I get so tired by how late it's got That I wonder if i'm awake or not We've come this far but there's so far to go We've learned so much but we still don't know We used to care for each other I remember we were good friends once But now we barely talk to each other We got nothing to say: and the deal is done CHORUS Are we oblivious to the stains on the sheets Have we grown immune to the blood on the street The colour of my flag ain't the colour of your skin Why must somebody lose so Somebody can win If I believe like you believe Then I guess we can be one But when it comes down to the crossfire babe It's down to the will of the gun If I believe like you believe Then I guess it comes down to religion But when it comes down to the crossfire babe It's down to the will Down to the will of the gun Ooooo... the will of the gun