MP3 
Being black in America
Sometimes I can't believe
People think that I'm just a crazy fool
For believing in a dream
Being black in America
Sometimes I can't believe
People think that I'm just a crazy fool
For believing in a dream
They look at me
They look at my car
And then they try to tell me
That I'm a star
To me there's no such thing
Some of us are lucky by far
But still we fight for the rights to be
Black and brown and set free
I beg your pardon
I didn't mean you
I take the blame
You don't stand accused
To you my love and apology
The point is its only getting worse
If now for ourselves
The children deserve
A better world from you and me
If I could dream tomorrow, Lord
I'd take all the hurt away yesterday
If I could save your sorrows
(Lord knows)
I'd save 'em baby
Save 'em for a rainy day
Being black in America
Sometimes I can't believe
People think that I'm just a crazy fool
For believing in a dream
Being black in America
Sometimes I can't believe
People think that I'm just a crazy fool
For believing in a dream.
