In my mind, I am a little black boy.
playing with my toy, oh what a joy!
no worries, no pain, nothing lost or no gain,
I wait for the rain, Oh what a joy!
A little black hat, rests on my head,
A yellow light bulb, glowing silhouettes.
I, eating my bun, with the orange sun,
In my hand my toy, Oh what a joy!
mama did you call me? are you to pull on my ear?
I made a little bad, for a while i am sad.
for a while i didn't play, i saw cracks in the clay,
I, afraid for my toy, Oh why no more joy?
my little black boy, come here, sit with me.
I ask, my little black boy, why no more joy?
he peeped into my eye, "I loose my joy!"
I ask why?
I broke my toy, I broke my joy!
In my mind, I am still a black boy.
no more playing with the toy, no more joy.
worried and in pain, lost all into vein,
still waiting for the rain, Oh! I am waiting for joy!
