Come to my door, baby, face is clean and shining, black 
as night. 
My mother went to answer, you know that you looked so 
fine. 
Now, I could understand your tears and your shame, 
She called you, "boy," instead of your name. 
When she wouldn't let you inside, when she turned and 
said, 
"But, honey, he's not our kind." 
She says I can't see you anymore, baby, can't see you 
anymore. 

Walk me down to school, baby, everybody's acting deaf 
and blind. 

Until they turn and say, "Why don't you stick to your 
own kind." 
My teachers all laugh, their smirking stares, 
Cutting deep down in our affairs. 
Preachers of equality, think they believe it, hen why 
won't they just let us be? 
They say I can't see you anymore, baby, can't see you 
anymore. 

One of these days I'm gonna stop my listening, gonna 
raise my head up high. 
One of these days I'm gonna raise up my glistenin' 
wings an' fly. 
But that day will have to wait for a while, baby, I'm 
only society's child. 
When we're older things may change, 
But for now, this is the way they must remain. 
I say, "I can't see you anymore, baby, can't see you 
anymore. 
No, I don't want to see you anymore, baby."