Texty: Stevie Holland. It Can't Be You.

A mother is crying
Her child is gone
Somehow the war found him right before dawn
Quietly waiting
To see the remains
All that he was, now a coffin contains

Don't they know?
Can't they see?
Won't they learn from history?
They will kill
And for who?
God, it can't be you
It can't be you

A mother remembers
Caressing his head
Two weeks ago he was safe in his bed
Angels now sing him
A sweet lullaby
Faith is the one thing she'll have to get by

Don't they know?

Can't they see?
Won't they learn from history?
They will kill
And for who?
God, it can't be you
It can't be you

Up to the heavens their love they proclaim
How can their hatred be done in your name?
How can they go into churches and pray -
Then take creation and throw it away?

Don't they know?
Can't they see?
Won't they learn from history?
They will kill
And for who?
God, it can't be you
It can't be you