Words & Music By: Jas Patrick
I can't call you brother
You can't call me friend
We'd agree to differ
But we disagree instead
You say I can't jump
I cam't dance
Man I'll never break the mold
You say working on my soul
Something I'll never know
Then I met my brother
And he became my friend
Different color different mother
Man we broke those trends
He said you should jumo
You should dance
Boy you need to break the mold
He said keep working on my soul
Till you reach the goal
So I call all men brother
They can call me friend
Hands were meant to hold one another
It's what our father meant
He said we can fly
If we try
The only way to reach the goal
He said keep working on our soul
Then we'll be whole
We'll be whole
We'll be whole
We'll be whole