There's a part of me that's made entirely of generosity Can I be a better man? Can I go to war and make them understand? What's the use in generosity if I just keep it all for me? Can I talk sense into them? Even though I have a weapon in my hand Can you take me home? For a little while Can you bring a smile? Can you take me home? I wasn't that prepared To tell the truth I'm scared...of myself I had to go; I couldn't say no my country is as mad as the neighbor's We are killing for our wealth We just care about our economic health It's sad to say but you and me we are no better than our enemy We just follow the instructions That are leading to destruction, so you see Can you take me home? For a little while Can you bring a smile? Can you take me home? I wasn't that prepared To tell the truth I'm scared...of myself
