I don`t feel that prejudice,
Can`t see divided lines.
To me we are all just the same,
Our difference in our souls and minds.
You tell me that the difference,
Is red, brown, black and white.
A world of such variety,
To you becomes an excuse for hate.
(Chorus)
We`ve gotta learn, have hope, unite
And care enough to end this fight.
You`re hating with no real insight,
And burning crosses in the night.
A hundred years of barriers,
Yet still we can`t see fit
To bring about world unity
And learn to live with it.
Now I`m not just complaining
And I won`t preach to anyone,
But we should think about it
`Cos this war has not just begun.
(Repeat Chorus)
