Letra de Crossfire

He'd trade his guns for love, but he's caught in the crossfire And he keeps wakin' up, but it's not to the sound of birds The tyranny, the violent streets, deprived of all that were blessed with And we can't get enough, no Heaven, if you sent us down, so we can build a plague around For the sinners to play as saints, you'd be so proud of what we made I hope you got some beds around, 'cause you're the only refuge now For every mother, every child, every brother that's caught in the crossfi- That's caught in the crossfire I'd trade my luck to know why he's caught in the crossfire And I'm here wakin' up, to the Sun and the sound of birds Society's anxiety, deprives of all that were blessed with We just can't get enough, no Heaven, if you sent us down, so we can build a plague around For the sinners to play as saints, you'd be so proud of what we made I hope you got some beds around, 'cause you're the only refuge now For every mother, every child, every brother that's caught in the crossfi- That's caught in the crossfire Can I trust what I'm given, when faith still needs a gun? Whose ammunition justifies the wrong? And I can't see from the backseat, so I'm askin' from above Can I trust what I'm given, even when it cuts? So heaven, if you sent us down, so we can build a plague around For the sinners to play as saints, you'd be so proud of what we made I hope you got some beds around, 'cause you're the only refuge now For every mother, every child, every brother that's caught in the crossfire (ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) That's caught in the crossfire (hey, yeah) Who's caught in the crossfire (oh-oh, oh-oh) Who's caught in the crossfire, baby, baby (oh-oh, oh) Who's caught on the cross