Well I dont know about inflation Who makes what inflate Each new taste sensation I dont know why it rates And though in my imagination Im sure of how I feel My present hesitation Is Im afraid its real Some times these days its hard to choose The one right road to go But this then is all Im sure I know I know when a child is hurting That the silence can be wrong I know that when old folks are helpless I cant just pass along And I know when someones hungry I cant just sing this song And when I hear somebody crying I cant just wonder who that it could be Well I hear somebody crying now And it sure sounds like America to me Insecurity can beat me darling But sometimes thats where Im at So I hope that you can keep me darling So that at least I can count on that You see some things stir me deeply Though I try to hide from pain But wide awake or sleeping Some questions still remain Sometimes these days its hard to choose The one right road to go But this then is all Im sure I know You see I know when a child is hurting That silence can be wrong And I know that when old folks are helpless I cant just pass along And I know when someones hungry I cant just sing this song And when I hear somebody crying I cant just wonder who that it could be And I hear somebody crying now And it sure sounds like America to me Sometimes a simple question Is much better than the truth Sometimes we need our experience Sometimes we need our youth Sometimes the signs pouring out to us That we have lost our way Sometimes the times are times that look An awful lot like today Sometimes these days its hard to choose The one right road to go But this then is all Im sure I know I know when a child is hurting That silence can be wrong I know that when old folks are helpless I cant just pass along And I know when someones hungry I cant just sing this song And when I hear somebody crying I cant just wonder who that it could be Well I hear somebody crying now And it sure sounds like America to me
sometimes, sure, somebody, know, cry