"Dear Mr. PresidentCome take a walk with meLet's pretend we're just two people andYou're not better than meI'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly
What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the streetWho do you pray for at night before you go to sleepWhat do you feel when you look in the mirrorAre you proud
How do you sleep while the rest of us cryHow do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbyeHow do you walk with your head held highCan you even look me in the eyeAnd tell me why
Dear Mr. PresidentWere you a lonely boyAre you a lonely boyAre you a lonely boyHow can you sayNo child is left behindWe're not dumb and we're not blindThey're all sitting in your cellsWhile you pay the road to hell
What kind of father would take his own daughter's rights awayAnd what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gayI can only imagine what the first lady has to sayYou've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine
How do you sleep while the rest of us cryHow do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbyeHow do you walk with your head held highCan you even look me in the eye
Let me tell you about hard workMinimum wage with a baby on the wayLet me tell you about hard workRebuilding your house after the bombs took them awayLet me tell you about hard workBuilding a bed out of a cardboard boxLet me tell you about hard workHard workHard workYou don't know nothing about hard workHard workHard workOh
How do you sleep at nightHow do you walk with your head held highDear Mr. PresidentYou'd never take a walk with meWould you"
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