The Children

Standing on the bridge to the other side
Cold and very much alone
I know there is no turning back from this
Tell me I’m wrong - Tell me I’m wrong

And if I make my way to the other side
I will be gone
And everything that matters will be lost to me
Maybe I’m wrong - Maybe I’m wrong

And once I cross I shall stand my ground I will be strong
Lost among the souls of my yesterdays
I will be found - I will be found

And the children of the world shall inherit me
And love me for the color of my skin
They will hold my hand as they dance with me
Tell me I’m wrong - Tell me I’m wrong - Tell me I’m wrong

I can hear the echoes of a billion souls
Crying out for something to believe
I see their faces in that rainbow cloud
Maybe I’m wrong - Tell me I’m wrong

The voices call and they come to me
Now I can see
They’re standing in the light of a golden sun
Tell me I’m wrong - Tell me I’m wrong

And now I see the children of the other side - Calling to me
Offering the things that have been lost to me
Tell me I’m wrong - Tell me I’m wrong

And the children of the world they shall inherit me
And love me for the color of my skin
And they’re holding my hand as they dance with me
Tell me I’m wrong - Tell me I’m wrong - Tell me I’m wrong