When I see him, my first thought is black.
When I see her, my first thought
is fat.
I'd like to think I was above all
that,
but inside there's still this
little brat.
And
how can I keep from sobbing?
F Am / Em Am :|| F G Am -
When you see me, is your first
thought white,
pampered, privileged and wound
too tight?
It's okay. I understand.
I am in part this ugly man.
These thoughts they all hang on
so tight.
They fill me with such a fright,
but if we could learn to
understand
how to leave these thought
unmanned
it
might help us keep from sobbing.