Color Line

Little girl in a big town born with a silver spoon

One parent black, one parent white

Made her way to a school

With the children of the rainbow

But inside her eyes she was color blind

But then she met a black child

Who the people call a victim of a messed up system

They both tried but they couldn't see eye to eye

He said, "Girl you gotta choose

Which side you wanna stand on

If you wanna stand with me

I wanna know, who do you think you really are?"

And she said

"Tell me where do I stand

When I stand on the color line?

We're so quick to judge, nobody knows

Tell me what I should be

When I stand on the color line?

And I wonder who really knows"

Made her way into a college

When the girl turned seventeen

So beautiful, so very wise

She had a vision of a family

Home, and her own career

She remained the apple of her parents eye

Then she met a white child

Who said that he loved her

Didn't care about culture

"You can be whatever you want today

But you know you gotta choose

Which side you wanna stand on

If you wanna stand with me

I wanna know, who do you think you really are?"

And she said

A grown woman in a bed

At a local sanitarium

The nurse feeds her food and then combs her hair

In a place where her mind used to be she remembers

How her life was good when she used to care

Then her mind flashed back

To the night when both men asked her to marry

But every offer comes along with a deal

They both said, "You gotta choose

Which side you wanna stand on

If you wanna stand with me

How do you know,

How do you know who you really are?"

And she said