And by the time,
The green is gone the air is thick,
The water's black and what can help us bring it back
And by the time,
The damage's done we think about the years to come and wonder

People ask why?

When i return in my own home
I often question the use of things that we all own,
I guess you will see that what we got,
We don't need can only lead 2 greed

People ask why,
Heaven still cries
People ask why,
Heaven still cries

There was a time we didn't know
But things were all natural then,
And if we take a look at the sky we see it cryin'

And by the time,
The green is gone the air is thick,
The water's black and what can help us bring it back
And by the time,
The damage's done we think about the years to come and wonder

People ask why,
Heaven still cries
People ask why,
Heaven still cries
People ask why heaven still cries
People ask why heaven still cries