Maybe it's true what they say about it
Maybe we can't make the ends meet
Maybe we'll all have to do without
Maybe this world's just incomplete
Still we all look for the truth in our lives
Searching from different sides
So hard living in a desperate world
But we all do the best that we can
Some people see a change
Some will remain the same
Everyone lives their life under the gun
Some see the road as clear
Some say the end is here
They say it's a hopeless fight
Well I say I gotta try
Maybe there's too much to think about
Maybe there ain't nothin' left to say
But if our time's really running out
Then this is no time to run away
'cause we're destined to look for the truth in this life
Blinded by tearful eyes
If it's no use tryin' in a desperate world
Then tell me why was I born?
Some people see a change
Some will remain the same
But all of them live their lives under the gun
Some see the road as clear
Some say the end is here
They say it's a hopeless fight
But I say I gotta try
— Michael McDonald and Kenny Loggins
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