Someday, the water-colored pictures that I paint,
will turn into reality.The brightest day I ever seen.
Someway, G.I Joe is gonna make his way back home,
with a new philosophy.His misplaced hate will disappear.
Help me shine a light in the hearts of those,
who settle in the shadows of the crowd.
I don't judge what I don't see.
And I won't say a thing.
Come on and sing with me.
"I have a dream" echoed out the call of '63.
But just words, they opened up the door to a little more.
In time, the colors of our skin are gonna become one.
Ever oh so perfectly. Without a crime.So beautiful.