I stand here a black man i have no history
i was brought up in east chicago and i grew up on the streets
the chains around the playground were the chains around my heart
the brand upon my shoulder well it reminds you who you are
Chorus:
and it all comes true yes it all comes true
like a wheel inside a wheel it turns on you
and you think, what have i done? what can i do?
what you believe about yourself
it all comes true
I was just a young girl my mother called me "hon"
my father was unhappy 'cause i should have been his son
they said, "learn to be a waitress and learn to be a wife
and be thankful for a chance to live an ordinary life"
Chorus:
and it all comes true yes it all comes true
like a wheel inside a wheel it turns on you
and you think, what have i done? what can i do?
what you believe about yourself
it all comes true
My life is a contradiction of sorrow and desire
i drag my heart across the ash to throw it on the fire
maybe there's a reason and could there be a plan
or are we all just fools to think we'll understand
Chorus:
and it all comes true yes it all comes true
like a wheel inside a wheel it turns on you
and you think, what have i done? what can i do?
what you believe about yourself
it all comes true
And it all comes true yes it all comes true
like a wheel inside a wheel it turns on you
and you think, what have i done? what can i do?
what you believe about yourself
it all comes true