I wouldn't make a sound if I wasn't
So angry
I wouldn't be running if there wasn't so far
To go
I wouldn't keep on if there wasn't something
Worth keeping
I want to believe that
This mountain can be moved
But this is only a song...
It can't change the world
I get a little scared when I'm driving through
The ghetto
There's a part of me
That wants to hide;
There's a part of me
That wants to move in. Because even though
I grew up in the suburbs, I didn't really grow
Until I learned how so many others lived
But this is only a song...
It can't change the world
I'm digging, digging deep
In myself
But who needs a shovel
When you have a little boy like mine?
This ain't the world
That I want to give him;
People racing around in cars
And cities you can't even walk across
This is only a song...
It can't change the world
I've been thinking about Providence-
And craving a Root Beer Float
I didn't make these rules, but it's come time for us
To row this boat!
And on the horizon I see windmills
Spouting up in rows
There's young folks farming, and a few
That are going to vote
But this is only a song...
It can't change the world
So why try?
Why even sing at all?
I picture the Harlem Globetrotters dancing
Like mosquitoes with a basketball
Because there is beauty in freedom
And folks like me came over on boats
Flew in on planes, crawled under fences
And fought wars, just to find a place
To be free
But this is only a song...
It can't change the world
This is only a song...
It can't change the world
This is only a song...
It can't change the world