He has passion For ecology Compassion For minorities He carries printed placards To put an end to war He's a hero He's a rebel With a half a hundred causes He peddles his petitions Door to door
He's at home among the homeless Singing: Set my people free He will march With total strangers But he will not walk With me
He writes letters To his congressmen On Indian indignities Black men Are his brothers He bears collective guilt He's a prophet He's a pacifist But tho' peace Is his objective He has no fear to see His own blood spilt
His roots are with the rootless That's where he needs to be He will die With total strangers But he will not live With me
He feeds and shelters animals Unselfish are his deeds He gives away his worldly goods And has no notion of My needs Lover look away a moment Tho' the ghetto cries Long enough To see the hunger in One person's eyes
Passion For ecology Compassion For minorities He weeps to think that anyone Could ever be Alone He's a seeker He's a saviour Who strives to Save the children But he's never had A child of his own
He's united With the universe He's at one With stars and sea He can love The whole damned human race Oh Then why is he So afraid to be In love With me?
