How many of us
Need to speak
Before we put it to an end
As accepting as we claim to be
Segregation is accepted around you
You and I
You and I
I've seen plenty of people
Heads to the ground
Not to mourn
But to speak out
Although I choose not to bow my own
I'll never see this choice as a blemish
Variety has been the basis of our being
I've never judged a man based on the way he prayed
He's still a man, a man asking to be saved.
Because when it comes down to it all
We have the same beating heart
We breathe the same air
No need to find a difference
When we hear the same sounds
Ones man dream is starting to come true
One mans dream is starting to come true
(To come true)
To come true
One mans dream is starting to come true
To rid this world of contrast
Among-st skin
If the world were blind
This issue would not exist
We follow the past blindly
Variety has been the basis of our being
As accepting as we claim to be
Segregation is accepted
Around you and I
Because when it comes down to it all
We have the same beating heart
We breathe the same air
No need to find a difference
When we hear the same sounds.

INVIA LE CORREZIONI