Don't Tell Me It Can't Be Done

It's the it is
The way things are
The reason we can't do any more
It's such a shame
Such a fact
Wake up now 'cause
Everything's gone crazy

In the end there'll be nothing at all
And it breaks my heart

Don't tell me it can't be done
When there's plenty for everyone
We've every reason to put it right
What is this?
What is this world doing?

I can't sleep
But I can dream
It's the cover of new Time magazine
A new idea
It's a whole new thing
A whole new world we're living in

We're using love as a weapon of war
We're gonna fight it out

Don't tell me it can't be done
When there's plenty for everyone
We've every reason to put it right
What is this?
What is this world doing?

We're using love as a weapon of war
We're gonna fight it out

Don't tell me it can't be done
When there's plenty for everyone
We've every reason to put it right
What is this?
What is this world?

Don't tell me it can't be done
When there's plenty for everyone
We've every reason to put it right
What is this?
What is this world?

Don't tell me it can't be done
When there's plenty for everyone
We've every reason to put it right
What is this?
What is this world?

Don't tell me it can't be done
When there's plenty for everyone
We've every reason to put it right
What is this?
What is this world?



Credits
Writer(s): Andy Qunta, Chris Thomson
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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