Stephen Crossfire

Verse 1 He d trade his guns for love But he s caught in the crossfire And he keeps waking up But it s not to the sound of birds The tyranny, the violent streets Deprived of all that we re blessed with And we can t get enough, no Chorus Heaven, if you sent us down So we can build a playground For the sinners to play as saints You d be so proud of what we ve made I hope you got some beds around Cause you re the only refuge now For every mother, every child, every brother Who s caught in the crossfi, who s caught in the crossfire Verse 2 I d trade my luck to know Why he s caught in the crossfire And I m here waking up To the sun and the sound of birds Society s anxiety Deprived of all that we re blessed with We just can t get enough, no Chorus Heaven, if you sent us down So we can build a playground For the sinners to play as saints You,