African Or American
All I treasure most is love, African or American
All I keep dreaming of is an angel but I'm an African It doesn't matter the race, an angel could be a European
I'm in love with someone I'm yet to know and will marry some day
So what is mine is surely mine someday
it will come my way
Everything about life is love; i'm feeling it every day
It all about the feeling never about the race
It about a beautiful smile that no hate can trace
Up there in heave the angel have no race
Thank God love is not only for the kings and queens
When two hearts really loves they conquer all things
Black or white we are all beautiful people
All the world needs is to lay down all for love on the temple
I'm an African we are beautiful we are simple
Copyright © Michael Edison | Year Posted 2015
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