Fires are burning up the forestsDown along the AmazonThere's children starving in GuatemalaThey're just barely hanging onAnd I pray they'll find the answerThat there's a way to right the wrongAnd Lord, while you're listeningCould I mention some troubles of my ownI got problems right here at homeA teenage boy in MississippiBrings his daddy's gun to schoolA little girl in New York CityBuys cocaine for mama to useAnd I pray they'll find the answerThat there's a way to right the wrongAnd Lord, while you're listeningCould I mention some troubles of my ownI got problems right here at homeMy wife is crying, our baby's fightingA battle that she may not winThe doctor's doing all that he canGod now it's all in your handsAnd I pray they'll find the answerThat there's a way to right the wrongNow I'm just one man, a grain of sandIn a troubled world I knowBut I've got a problem right here at homeI've got a problem right here at home
