Lately, what's the problem? What's the headline this time?
Somehow, we're okay with all these differences leaving us blind, blind, blind
I'm not scared of fighting; I'm just a little bit over this conversation
I'm not trying to hide it; I'm just thinking slowly
Maybe you and I can live together if we ever learn to ease the tension
Maybe the world isn't crazy; maybe it's you and I, I, I
I found the truth in the distance; I heard the words in the wind
And on it goes like wildfire, it's spreading, from past lives to the living
Who's changing, the people or times, times, times?
I'm not scared of fighting; I'm just a little bit over this conversation
I'm not trying to hide it; I'm just thinking slowly
Maybe you and I can live together if we ever learn to ease the tension
Maybe the world isn't crazy; maybe it's you and I, I, I
Lost with a cause someone wrote down on a paper
That defines all the lines that we draw
But, we don't understand what's unstable
Maybe we're all lonely and afraid
Maybe we're all trying to find the words to say
Maybe we just need love, love, love, love...
I'm not scared of fighting; I'm just a little bit over this conversation
I'm not trying to hide it; I'm just thinking slowly
Maybe you and I can live together if we ever learn to ease the tension
Maybe the world isn't crazy; maybe the world isn't crazy
Maybe the world isn't crazy, maybe it's you and I, I, I