[ Featuring the Backwoods Bad Boys ]
From a little child of love, we're given life from above
As little children we play, with each other all day
Color of our skin, never enters in
Until someone we love, tells us that it's wrong
What color would love be, if no one spoke out
To tell us it's wrong or, a race don't belong
If as small children, we all play as one
Why not ask ourselves, what color is love
A boy growing up on, the outside looking in
They never cared, about the color of his skin
Hurt him anyway, by things they would say
To see pain in someone's eyes, it gives them lots of pride
What color would love be, if no one spoke out
To tell us it's wrong or, a race don't belong
If as small children, we all play as one
Why not ask ourselves, what color is love
An eighty year old man, in god's eyes is two hours old
He made the sun, to shine on everyone
His love is all around, it never lets us down
In a world full of hate, it's still not too late
What color would love be, if no one spoke out
To tell us it's wrong or, a race don't belong
If as small children, we all play as one
Why not ask ourselves, what color is love
