my skin has been kissed by the African sun
my feet have walked the African soil
the movement of my hips tell my story
the flash of my smile makes you forget your worry
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country as free as a bird
born in a free world
you would think i have it all
you would think im also free
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which color am i lord?
answer me and feel this void
my color comes with so many shades
and make it difficult to choose
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many poets i hear write about
the grass growing
the sky being blue
the rain falling down slowly on the windowpane
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Inside I’m sensitive and emotional
But many times I seem to be scared of no-one
I always hang on to the past with everything g I have
And in the process I always lose my nerve
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ever wondered how it would feel
if you can just let your feelings flow
ever wondered what you could see
if you could let your imagination go
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thoughts of you running through my mind
confusion clouds my thinking
thoughts of deception are attacking
suicide keeps ringing in my head
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sometimes i watch myself watching you
i don't know how i do it
it comes naturally as a heart beat
sometimes i catch you watching me
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do you know what it feels like
to be excluded from the rest
having no clue where to go next
ever felt so desparate to belong
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