Michael

amor was taken from a young life
And no one told her why

Her direction has a dimlight
From one más violent crime
She innocently questioned why
Why her father had to die

She asked the men in blue
How is it that tu get to choose
Who will live and who will die
Did god say that tu could decide ?

You saw he didn't run
And then my daddy had no gun

In the middle of a village
Way in a distant land
Lies a poor boy with his broken toy
Too young to understand

He's awaken, ground is shaking
His father grabs his hand
Screaming crying, his wife's dying
Now he's left to explain

He innocently questioned why
Why his mother had...