Lyrics:
I don't believe what I'm hearin'
You can't impress me by what you show me
Don't think I'm goin' through changes
Or you might see me change for
Sam Cooke that change gon come, gon come
If not now, then when? Let it end
Colour of my skin
I'm fighting for my kin
And I'm fighting for my fam, for my
by day
I'm still around now, my heart is healing
But something's never gonna change
'Cause now I know love ain't easy to find
I let you go, now
as they
Lock hearts with another
Something better is gonna come along
Well, thats quite possibly true
But the deal is
Youre gonna have to find yourself
van
The light overcame the darkness
In the devilish land
Knowing that the change must come but Sam Cook seems
Fifteen minute phone calls press 5
the Grahams, not the 'Gram
I do it for the fam, but still fuckin' Uncle Sam
I tried to change for you, but that wasn't who I am
Even when being real is out
lonely
When he tries to change and tame your restless heart
[Chorus]
When are you gonna learn
That a love is earned
Sometimes you got to fight
But, oh,
And your heart,
Yes I know your heart is always on the run
I hate what I've become
But I'm still gonna leave you
And I don't think you should stay for
Touch me now
I don't want to live without you
Nothing's gonna change my love for you
You ought to know by now how much I love you
One thing you can
ready - not by a mile
I try to tell her that I'm not he marrying kind
She tells me she's gonna change my mind
No, no, no I'm not satisfied
Can't
I was born by the river
But I'm not Sam Cooke
If You show that you pussy
Get your pack took
If you go out sad
That's a real bad look
On the block by
the soul of a young Sam Cooke when I spit
It make you want to make a new dance up
It's all to the good shorty 'gwan do that stuff
It's not another sound
the soul of a young Sam Cooke when I spit
It make you want to make a new dance up
It's all to the good shorty 'gwan do that stuff
It's not another sound
And ain't nothin' wrong with standing still and relax
And spendin' some of that cash that Uncle Sam is gonna tax
A New York demeanor, sit back in the beamer
them straps down 'cause if you let them stay dead
Every death in black America is gang related
Yeah
[Chorus:]
A change is gonna come to our lives
A long time coming I know change gonna come
It's hard to stand up and fight and it's easy to run
It's time to make a couple million without waving a gun
comin
but I know a change is gonna come
oh yes it will
(two time) (yea)
It's been too hard livin (huh)
and I'm afraird to die
(why?)
I dont know
whats
And your heart,
Yes I know your heart is always on the run
I hate what I've become
But I'm still gonna leave you
And I don't think you should stay for
I stepped out of the St. James hotel
And I left you behind curled up like a child
A change is gonna come
And as the door whispered shut
I walked
Take a bus, a train or a plane to Hollywood
Go there and then change your name
You dye your hair out there, it's part of the game
You're gonna be
Ain't that the way
Whenever you think you've got it made
Everything changes on you
Ain't that the way
Nothing is stranger than the truth
And how it
(nowhere) anywhere they can go
And trouble may come in sometime you get pulled
Over by one time and when its 1999 the one didn't even make any stride
of tonight, everything is gonna be alright
Take the plunge, soak me up like a sponge
Don't be afraid of the light, everything is gonna be just fine
Into
by day
I'm still around now, my heart is healing
But something's never gonna change
'Cause now I know love ain't easy to find
I let you go, now
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