Words and music by Christopher Cross and Rob Meurer



Father

Mother

Doin' the best they can

Sister

Brother

Out there livin' on the lam

Heedless

Guarded

Makes it hard to understand



With all this history

Trust won't come easily

I know it's hard to believe

Nobody meant you no harm



All the angry young men

All the lonely young girls

Caught in a web of confusion

In an unintended world



Father

Mother

We're doin' the best we can

Sister

Brother

Changing the best laid plans

Childlike

Childish

I wish you could understand



To come to maturity

With some sense of dignity

I know it's hard to believe

Nobody means you no harm



All the lonely old women

All the angry old men

Hoping the hurt was behind them

Starting it over again



Love can be the reality

But only as far as the heart can see



With all this history

Trust won't come easily

I know it's hard to believe

Nobody needs you



To come to maturity

With some sense of dignity

I know it's hard to believe

Nobody means you no harm



All the angry young men

All the lonely young girls

Caught in a web of confusion

In an unintended world