I'm a singer/songwriter and am losing my voice to a neuromuscular disorder. So I am on a quest to have my songs heard and hopefully recorded by someone.
Little baby born in the pouring rain
Just because his teenage mother is afraid to explain
How she could fall for a boy with skin as dark as the night
So she does the only thing she believes she can do
In a world where everyone thinks they’re better than you
She wraps him all up in a small soft blanket of white
And she leaves him at a church outside the door
With a note that says “I wish I could do more”
(Chorus) And you know it isn’t fair
You know it isn’t right
In a world that’s full of rainbows
We only see black and white
And you know that it’s sad
You know it’s so strange
That we all know right from wrong
But we still never change
Boy grows up in an orphan’s home
With a hundred other kids he’s completely alone
Born of two worlds but never belonging to one
So he learns how to hate and he learns how to fight
But he never learns that two wrongs never make a right
And he never could forgive his mother for what she’d done
So he keeps on running till he’s nearly out of breath
Put down, pushed ‘round, beaten, scared to death (chorus)
Boy grows into an angry young man
Running down the street with a gun in his hand
Cops don’t see the boy, just the colour instead
And with the flash of a forty-four, the boy lay dead (chorus)
