Why Me Mike & The Mechanics / Living Years These are dangerous times That were living in And there are dangerous signs That were giving in to fear Late one night, I'm lying here I thought I heard a sound Tell the mothers and the babes Tell the old, tell the sick they will be safe Get the young males, tell them to be brave I was so concerned with saving live I never saw you pull the knife High on the mountains Across seven seas All of the people Why me, why me? Do you feel so frustrated Frightened and feared Answer my question Why me, why me, why me Why me, why me, why me? You're such an angry young man With all your grievances People don't understand They just can't understand What you must do to stay alive. So you try to justify All the violence and hate, before your eyes. Through the ages better men than you have tries To give what is not theirs to give To take the land where others live. High on the mountains Across seven seas All of the people why me, why me? Do you feel so frustrated Frightened and feared Answer my question Why here, why now, Why here, why now, ehy here, Why now, why me? Oh, for now you have the power The guns and all the swords But nature has a nasty habit Of balancing her flaws. Now you may try to break my body Lock me up and throw away the key But you'll never break my spirit I'm free!