Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tell Me Why, artist - Will Smith. Album song Lost And Found, in the genre R&B
Date of issue: 28.03.2005
Record label: An Interscope Records release;
Song language: English
Tell Me Why |
Whyyyyyy, whyyyyyy |
Whyyyyyy, whyyyyyy |
I really wish I could explain it baby |
It’s just the world is kinda crazy baby |
Ain’t no pretty way to paint it baby |
Don’t cry, dry your eyes |
September 11th I woke up about 7 AM |
West coast time, french toast and my turkey bacon |
Takin my time awakin, turnin my TV on |
To my surprise, saw what everybody in the world saw |
Me and my children, images were chillin |
My son said — daddy were there people in that building? |
A cold sweat, frozen with a lump in my chest |
I heard his question, couldn’t bring my lips to say yes to him |
That night at my son’s side, he cried |
And prayed for the ones who died in the World Trade |
His palms to God, seeds of qualms with God |
He just, kept on pressin me, wanna know why |
Then one week later our bombs were dropped |
We seein them, on CNN, they just won’t stop |
The infrared, images of brutal attack |
He said «Daddy now we killin 'em back,» right right |
I really wish I could explain it baby |
It’s just the world is kinda crazy baby |
Ain’t no pretty way to paint it baby |
Don’t cry, dry your eyes |
I really wish I could explain it baby |
It’s just the world is kinda crazy baby |
Ain’t no pretty way to paint it baby |
Don’t cry, dry your eyes |
Souls are captured (souls are captured) |
Dreams are stolen (dreams are stolen) |
Hearts are broken (hearts are broken) |
Evil plaguin he rewardin |
Hate surrender (hate surrender) |
Love exaulted! |
(Love exaulted!) |
HOPE ELATED! |
(HOPE ELATED!) |
Negativity DESTROYED AND. |
Honest to God, why is the bomb always gettin the last word |
And why, did her uncles have to molest her |
And why, did all them cops have to be shootin to kill? |
And why, did all them priests have to act so ill? |
Tell me why did James Byrd Jr. have to be touched? |
Tell my why did Malcolm and Martin depart from us |
Tell me why did the sniper make that little boy shoot |
And why, is human life always denied for loot? |
Tell me why did Mandela have to live in a cage? |
Why did my brother Sterling have to die at that age? |
Tell me why did Reginald Denny deserve his fate? |
And why the fuck can’t love seem to defeat hate? |
Tell me why is it so hard for all the children to eat? |
Why did 'Pac and Biggie Smalls have to fall in the street? |
Tell me why did Jam Master Jay have to go that way? |
Please, what am I supposed to say my kids when they say |
I really wish I could explain it baby |
It’s just the world is kinda crazy baby |
Ain’t no pretty way to paint it baby |
Don’t cry, dry your eyes |
I really wish I could explain it baby |
It’s just the world is kinda crazy baby |
Ain’t no pretty way to paint it baby |
Don’t cry, dry your eyes |
Can’t explain it baby life is just really crazy |
I mean if it’s world wars or the life of a little baby |
We got more stores than they got rice under buddha lazy |
You live four scores and still it be drivin you crazy |
But for me I try to see the bright side |
Sometimes it be like the goodness be tryin to hide |
Or tryin to flee, but it can’t, it’s deep inside |
Sweetie you be the light for others, make 'em believe in God |