The Spoken Truth

[Intro: A-F-R-O & Billy Paul]

The time has come, for bad things to end
The time has come, for life to begin (yess)
The time has come, for the war of the--

[Verse]

A coloured youngster, surrounded by hateful boundaries
I'm grateful for the doubt in me, I find myself drowning
Pouring the tears, and enforcing the fear
The remorse is clear, I wish I can start over
I've done the wrongs, running with songs, something to cause
I've done it all, I'm soft, I've damaged many people's hearts
I don't belong in this world, this dimension
I'm out of place, and I'm wishing to be erased
I'm tired of heartbreak, heartache, I've caused anger
I'm off lane, my soft brain resolves pain
Unknown to many, mind blown from many
I've shown my tendency to attempt the love again

It's so easy, fallin' in love and yet my -
Stomach queasy, now I'm callin' it tough - I failed
At life many times with many tries
And then I cry I realize, she don't feel the same

I aim to be the man without luck and poor knowledge
Sure silent 'cause the heartbreak seals my lips
When I meet another girl that looks absolutely pretty
My teeth grit, and each thought runnin' through my mind split
I abide by my own life rules:
Succeed, love, conceive, get married, proceed to have a family
And teach your children the lessons of adolescence
Confess your wrongs and tell them to learn better from them
Make the right choice, find the right woman
Make a family so I can be a grandparent
With your mother, in all fairness, I'm aware of this
I'm a youngster lookin' for love and fair-ship