Lyrics

Your eyes tell a story, such a sad story Of the things you feel inside Of the things you cannot hide My friend I see trouble in your eyes There ain't no justice In that picture that you're painting of me in your mind Ain't no justice 'cause that face ain't mine There ain't no justice Build your walls, Craw into your holes, Put out your signs Peep through your blinds Call me, "your kind" I don't mind There ain't no justice Why can't we live our lives and be friends? In that picture that you're painting of me in your mind Ain't no justice 'cause that face ain't mine There ain't no justice Close your eyes, I want you to take an imaginary trip with me Tomorrow! Listen to the sound of the children playing Their young happy hearts laughing and saying," I care not about the color of my friend,"" I only know I'm having fun with him." Black, white, yellow, green or blue What does color really mean? Yet it keeps you and I from seeing eye to eye If nothing else let us learn from the kids Once again, happiness There ain't no justice when you don't trust us!
Writer(s): Norman Whitfield Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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