The Answer

Dream on, dream on

Stop, saying again it's old and I be told

Try to help the child that's only four years old

Why? Why would sit back and relax

And watch them kids bump off the track

How? How can you sit on the side line and watch it go down

You, you need to make someone feel really proud

Rhythm is the key, can't you see,

Just don't do it for the ?

I, I was the boy in the little picture,

Always asking questions

But never getting really good answers

So I screamed out loud,

I said please give up the answers

Give up the answers, they need the answers

So people asked me how was life for me

Crawling out in a dark pretty city

It was scary, but life was good, see, in my neighborhood

In my neighborhood, in my neighborhood, in my neighborhood

It's all coming back to me now, see when I was growing up

There was a lot of people raising me

I didn't know what the time

But I listened to everything I heard, every man every woman

Every teacher, every preacher, yes I listened to

If you gonna do the same things, oh yes you do

Oh, months in the slums look all around you,

Help somebody find a way, oh yeah

We gotta show 'em the way, do it today, show 'em the way

Show them the way,

Don't let them find out the hard way

Show them the way.