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.