Try To Relate
Like a boy with broken toys
I try to put myself back together
Try to do right as I look inside
My heart sure looks weathered
Pull out a stone
It'll all fall down
Do I have to do this again
It seems the times have got me down
Baby say you'll make it better
This is my time these are my dreams
If the world turns can you help me
This is my time these are my dreams
If the world burns can you help me
Try to relate
Turn your cheek and bend don't break
As I recall my lover
Guess it's just as well we have to wait
Does love itself give birth to hate
God you should have made this better
God you should have made this better
Let me drift into a place
Where life just seems to be better
I know a boy whose lover weeps
"˜Cause baby's got a gun and he plays for keeps
Pull out a stone
It'll all fall down
God we should have made this better
We could have lasted for ever