Only a Song

i wouldn't make a sound if i wasn't so angry
i wouldn't be runnin' if there wasn't so far to go
i wouldn't keep on if there wasn't somethin' worth keepin'
i want to believe that this mountain can be moved

but this is only a song
it can't change the world

i get a little scared when i'm drivin' through the ghetto
there's a part of me that wants to hid, there's a part of me that wants to move in
'cause even though i, i grew up in the suburbs
i didn't really grow 'til i learned how so many others live

but this is only a song
it can't change the world

i'm diggin', diggin' deep in myself
but who needs a shovel when you have a little boy like mine
this ain't the world that i want to give him
people racin' 'roudnin cars in cities you can't even walk across

but this is only a song
it can't change the world

i been thinkin' about providence and cravin' a rootbeer float
i didn't make these rules but it's come time for us to row this boat
and on the horizon, i see windmills sproutin' up in rows
there's young folks farmin' and a few that are gonna vote

but this is only a song
it can't change the world

so why try, why even sing at all
i picture the harlem globetrotters dancin' like misquitos with a basketball
'cause there is beauty in freedom, and folks like me
came over on boats, flew in on planes, crawled under fences and fought wars just to find a place to be free

but this is only a song
it can't change the world...