Colour Blind

I don't see how it matters Should we be brindle, black, or white After all our colour Is governed by our sight So in a world of darkness We would be all the same How can there be a difference Our eyesight is to blame So how about we take a look See what goes on inside So judge people by their character And use no other guide When I was young and friends of mine Had different coloured skin We never ever cared about Which friend was out or in Was just as we got older We found this thing called race We could not understand it They said it was God's grace Well I'm still of the old school The colour of your skin Does not colour our relationship In mind you are my twin