Letras: P!nk. Dear Mr. President.

Dear Mr. President,

Come take a walk with me

Let's pretend we're just two people

and you're not better than me

I'd like to ask you some questions

if we can speak honestly



What do you feel when you see

all the homeless on the street?

Who do you pray for at night

before you go to sleep?

What do you feel when you look in the mirror?

Are you proud?



How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?

How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?

How do you walk with your head held high?

Can you even look me in the eye?

And tell me why?



Dear Mr. President,

were you a lonely boy?

are you a lonely boy?

How can you say, no child is left behind?

We're not dumb and we're not blind

They're all sitting in your cells

when you pay the road to hell



What kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away?

What kind of father might hate his own daugther if she were gay?

I can only imagine what the first lady has to say

You've come a long way, from whiskey and cocaine



How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?

How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?

How do you walk with your head held high?

Can you even look me in the eye?



Let me tell you about hard work

Minimum wage with a baby on the way

Let me tell you about hard work

Rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away

Let me tell you about hard work

Building a bed out of a cardboard box

Let me tell you about hard work

Hard work, hard work, you don't know nothing about hard work

Hard work, hard work



How do you sleep at night?

How do you walk with your head held high?

Dear Mr. President,

you'll never take a walk with me...