I see tears of pain, red blood too,
I see the hate, for me and you
And I think to myself, what a horrible world
I see skies of gray and clouds of black,
The sad doomned day, the dark danger night,
And I think to myself: what a horrible world
The colors of my blood, so pretty on my arm,
are also on the faces of people going by,
I see men making war, saying, “there’s no good in you”
The’re really saying: “I hate you!”
I hear baby’s cry, I watch them dying,
The’ll learn much more, than I’ll ever love,
And I think to myself: what a horrible world
Yes I think to myself: what a horrible