He has passion for ecology
Compassion for minorities
He carries printed placards
To put an end to war
He's a hero, he's a rebel
With a half a hundred causes
He peddles his petitions
Door to door
He's at home among the homeless
Singing set my people free
He will march with total strangers
But he will not walk with me
He writes letters to his congressmen
On Indian indignities
Black men are his brothers
He bears collective guilt
He's a prophet, he's a pacifist
But tho' peace is his objective
He has no fear to see
His own blood split
His roots are with the rootless
That's where he needs to be
He will die with total strangers
But he will not live with me
He feeds and shelters animals
Unselfish are his deeds
He gives away his worldly goods
And has no notion of my needs
Lover look away a moment
Tho' the ghetto cries long enough
To see the hunger in
One person's eyes
Passion for ecology
Compassion for minorities
He weeps to think that anyone
Could ever be alone
He's a seeker, he's a savior
Who strives to save the children
But he's never had
A child of his own
He's united with the universe
He's at one with stars and sea
He can love the whole damned
Human race
Oh, then why is he
So afraid to be in love with me?