Be Good

Well, we went out past the city limits Trying to get a better point of view You were staring hard at me I was staring back at you And you said I was being secretive Said, yes maybe you're right But if there is logic in any of this madness You'll find it in my eyes And be good, be kind, be truthful and feel free And keep your wholly loving eyes on me I've got a history of questions The truth I can only feel What matters to me the most Is what is there and what is real We could start by shaking each other And talk about something else And I know in the end we can get to the point And we can go and get some rest And be good, be kind, be truthful and feel free And keep your wholly loving eyes on me Is it not written in the music? Is it not painted in the skies? It's time we stopped talking about soft drinks Started talking about our lives There are answers in the music And there are answers in the words And if we stopped talking in circles We might get closer to the earth And be good, be kind, be truthful and feel free And keep your wholly loving eyes on me --- Be Good - Hothouse Flowers