Yesterday

f we were colorblind, and could only see inside, then what would we see, tell me,
what would we know bout each other. The heart that beats inside your chest is
the same color as mine, we get the same chills down our spine every time our
favorite song plays on the radio, why we get that feelin we don't know, tell me
what's the color of your soul? And yeah were all different, but were all the same,
about so many things, it's just another day.

Ohhh, why do we hate each other? Got to move on from yesterday. Life could be
so much better. It doesn't have to be this way.

If my color defines just who I am, then I wanna be clear babe, yeah I wanna be
clear baby. And what's playin on your stereotype? Is the record red or brown? Is
the record black or white eh eh eh? And I know, I know that you have got your
reasons baby, but we are all as different as the seasons baby. Some are hot like
summer, some are cold like winter, but no matter who you are, were all still
sinners.

Ohhh, why do we hate each other? Got to move on from yesterday. Life could be
so much better. It doesn't have to be this way.

Yeah now lets step out of the dark, the age of breedin hate has went to far. You'll
never fins the moon if your hatin on the stars, you'll never heal a wound if your
hatin on the stars. And I seen the best people do bad, and I seen the worst
people do good, and the color of their skin was transparent, brotha we all the
same from the hills to the hood. And I wonda what the aliens think, somewhere
out there they lookin at we, wonderin how the heck we still can't see, ponderin on
the fact we hate on we. And yeah the world is different but in ways its still the
same, there's gotta be a way to change, where all that remains is the memory of
something strange, where that mentality is thought of as insane. Cause we never
thought that we could come this far, reach this high, set this bar, but we can
make a difference, we already have you see. The world is listenin if we just
speak.

Ohhh, why do we hate each other? Got to move on from yesterday. Life could be
so much better. It doesn't have to be this way.

Ohhh, why do we hate each other? Got to move on from yesterday. Life could be
so much better. It doesn't have to be this way.



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Writer(s): Margaret Rose Portier, Cherie Louise Lejeune
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