The New York Times

It makes no sense to me, yeah
I was living in a different world when I heard the news
I keep on having the same bad dream
And it makes me want to hurt all the people
Who have done this thing to youWhen I see your face, I can see you smile
Read all about you in the New York Times
When I see your eyes, I can see your light
When I think about what happened
It just makes me crazyThis makes no sense to me, yeah
This eye for an eye thing it has gone too far
I don't know anyone who does not hurt inside
I would like to believe we could learn from this
And maybe some day we can make things rightI want to believe in this world
I want to believe in this life
I want to believe in a world
That does not seem real
When you read between the linesWhen I see your face, I can see you smile
Read all about you in my New York Times
When I see your eyes, I can see your light
When I read the words about you
It just makes me crazyI want to believe in this world
I want to believe in this life
I want to believe in a world
That does not seem real
When you read between the linesOh, gotta read between the lines
Whoa, you gotta read between the lines
Oh yeah, I really want to believe I can make things right
I want to believe I can learn how to feel alright inside
I want to believe I can learn how to make things rightOh, I want to believe in this world
I want to believe in this life
I want to believe in a world
That does not seem real
When I read the New York TimesI see your face, I see your smile
Read all about you in the New York Times
I can see your eyes, I can see your light
When I think about what happened
It just makes me crazyWhen I close my eyes
You seem so alive
When I think about you
I want to believe
We can make things rightI want to believe
I want to believe
I want to believe
I want to believeOh, I want to believe in this world
I want to believe in this life
I want to believe in a world
That does not seem real
When I read the New York Times