Colour of My Skin
Colour of my Skin
By Johnny Clegg
I'm caught inside the color of my skin
People see me from the outside in
It doesn't matter what I've done or where I've been
Like a promise unfulfilled I'm waiting, I'm waiting
And I'm singing out whoa-yo (it'll be right) whoa-yo (it'll be right)
One day I will be gathered to my people
Under the warmth of the sun shining
For the world has all my brothers and my sisters
And love will be the prize we win
And love will be the prize we win
If the eyes are the soul's open window
And the mouth can speak words and make it fly
I'd say we all are the colours of your water
Like drops of rain from a common sky, from a common sky
And I'm singing out whoa-yo (it'll be right) whoa-yo (it'll be right)
One day I will be gathered to my people
Under the warmth of the sun shining
For the world has all my brothers and my sisters
And love will be the prize we win
And love will be the prize we win
One day-oh, one day-oh, one day-oh
And love will be the prize we win
One day-oh, one day-oh, one day-oh
And love will be the prize we win
One day I will be gathered to my people
Under the warmth of the sun shining
For the world has all my brothers and my sisters
And love will be the prize we win
And love will be the prize we win
One day-oh, one day-oh, one day-oh
And love will be the prize we win
One day-oh, one day-oh, one day-oh
And love will be the prize we win
By Johnny Clegg
I'm caught inside the color of my skin
People see me from the outside in
It doesn't matter what I've done or where I've been
Like a promise unfulfilled I'm waiting, I'm waiting
And I'm singing out whoa-yo (it'll be right) whoa-yo (it'll be right)
One day I will be gathered to my people
Under the warmth of the sun shining
For the world has all my brothers and my sisters
And love will be the prize we win
And love will be the prize we win
If the eyes are the soul's open window
And the mouth can speak words and make it fly
I'd say we all are the colours of your water
Like drops of rain from a common sky, from a common sky
And I'm singing out whoa-yo (it'll be right) whoa-yo (it'll be right)
One day I will be gathered to my people
Under the warmth of the sun shining
For the world has all my brothers and my sisters
And love will be the prize we win
And love will be the prize we win
One day-oh, one day-oh, one day-oh
And love will be the prize we win
One day-oh, one day-oh, one day-oh
And love will be the prize we win
One day I will be gathered to my people
Under the warmth of the sun shining
For the world has all my brothers and my sisters
And love will be the prize we win
And love will be the prize we win
One day-oh, one day-oh, one day-oh
And love will be the prize we win
One day-oh, one day-oh, one day-oh
And love will be the prize we win
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Writer(s): Johnny Clegg
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