Free at last
We should be Free at Last
Not prisoners of a past
Divided by races
Kind of strange
Though we're all 'bout the same
Somehow these lines remain
We stay in our places
What does the colour of the skin
Have to do with the person within
Does it really matter?
Does it really matter?
Does it really matter?
Well I really don't know
But when you
Take it past the colour zone and you
Get right down to the bone
Tell me...
Does it really matter?
Does it matter at all?
Rich or Poor
There's a destiny in store
We will share forever more
No one excluded
And if one day
They blow this world
Of our away
Makes no difference how you pray
We're all included
And when a hungry baby cries
Can you tell me what
Colour are the tears in his eyes?
Can you tell me...
Does it really matter?
Does it really matter?
Does it really matter?
Well I really don't know
But when you
Take it past the colour zone and you
Ger right down to the bone
Tell me...
Does it really matter?
Does it matter at all?
The vision is living on
Lights the road we traveled on
Judging not by the colour of God's skin
It's the content of man
The character that stands
Shining from within
Does it Matter??
Does it really matter?
Does it really matter?
Does it really matter?
Well I really don't know
But when you
Take it past the colour zone and you
Ger right down to the bone
Tell me...
Does it really matter?
Does it matter at all?