Phil Collins: Both sides of the story

Though we might hate to admit it, there are always two sides to every story...' Find yourself in the gutter in a lonely part of townwhere death waits in the darkness with a weapon to cut some stranger downsleeping with an empty bottle, he's a sad and an empty hearted manall he needs is a job, and a little respect, so he can get out while he canWe always need to hear both sides of the storyA neighbourhood peace is shattered it's the middle of the nightyoung faces hide in the shadows, while they watch their mother and father fighthe says she's been unfaithful, she says her love for him has goneand the brother shrugs to his sister and says "looks like it's just us from now on"We always need to hear both sides of the storyAnd the lights are all on, the world is watching nowpeople looking for truth, we must not fail them nowbe sure, before we close our eyesdon't walk away from here'til you hear both sidesHere we are all gathered in what seems to be the centre of the stormneighbours once friendly now stand each side of the line that has been drawnthey've been fighting here for years, but now there's killing on the streetswhile small coffins are lined up sadly, now united in defeatWe always need to hear both sides of the storyAnd the lights are all on, the world is watching nowpeople looking for truth, we must not fail them nowbe sure, before we close our eyesdon't walk away from here'til you see both sidesWhite man turns the corner, finds himself within a different worldghetto kid grabs his shoulder, throws him up against the wallhe says "would you respect me if I didn't have this gun'cos without it, I don't get it, and that's why I carry one"We always need to hear both sides of the story