• Standing here on this ledge,
    I decide to make a pledge.
    I can see the bulldozers destroy,
    They push them around as if with joy.
    I want to make it all better,
    But my eyes just keep getting wetter. crying
    I stare with dripping eyes at the clearing,
    And watch as more trees start disappearing.
    Pretty soon I just can't stand it,
    I close my eyes to make it quit.
    And as I back away from that ledge,
    I promise to keep my pledge.
    And someday, just someday,
    I will make it better, oneday.