Try and judge me only by my time and changes
Not mistaken words, for I say many
Listen closely to my song and watch my eyes
There's not much time to spill, there's hardly any
Well, as long as there are children living in the streets
And they're lucky, not afraid to touch each other
Not afraid to be themselves with someone else
Or choose their friends with love and not by color

Never treat a brother like a passing stranger
Always try to keep the love light burning
Listen only to his song and watch his eyes
For he might be the prince of peace returning
Yes, he might be the prince of peace returning

Oh, love the blind and wounded as you would yourself
And the businessmen themselves collecting pennies
Judge their wealth by coins that they give away
And not the ones they keep themselves from spending
And never be impatient with the ones who love you
It might be yourself that you're burning
Listen only to their song and watch their eyes
For you might be the prince of peace returning

And we never treat a brother like a passing stranger
Always try to keep the love light burning
Listen only to his song and watch his eyes
For you might be the prince of peace returning
Yes, you might be the prince of peace returning

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Greg Dempsey, Leon Russell