the colors may not be the same
or as bright
as they used to
still dreaming, though
of coming back
to find it all
like it used to
be before
do you know who I am?
awake
but I find myself
in a sleepy haze
am I ever
gonna win the race
blessed
with beautiful children
blessed, some say
with a great career
is this the race
I really wanna win
I do not know
do you know who I am?
white or black?
not all shades can be seen
I left it all on my back
the painting`s a mirror
the history of all the blood
that ever ran
trough my veins
mirrors tell no lies
I am that mirror
do you know who I am?
