Lyrics Christopher Cross

Christopher Cross

Angry Young Men

Father

Mother

Doin' the best they can

Sister

Brother

Out there livin' on the lam

Heedless

Guarded

Makes it hard to understand

With all this history

Trust won't come easily

I know it's hard to believe

Nobody meant you no harm

All the angry young men

All the lonely young girls

Caught in a web of confusion

In an unintended world

Father

Mother

We're doin' the best we can

Sister

Brother

Changing the best laid plans

Childlike

Childish

I wish you could understand

To come to maturity

With some sense of dignity

I know it's hard to believe

Nobody means you no harm

All the lonely old women

All the angry old men

Hoping the hurt was behind them

Starting it over again

Love can be the reality

But only as far as the heart can see

With all this history

Trust won't come easily

I know it's hard to believe

Nobody needs you

To come to maturity

With some sense of dignity

I know it's hard to believe

Nobody means you no harm

All the angry young men

All the lonely young girls

Caught in a web of confusion

In an unintended world