Man of This World - Corneille

I was born black and free
I was born in the cold
Cold was home to me
Until I was told
I was really from the South
So I travelled closer to the sun
But you see
Flesh burning beat
Got me crossing the sea
Back to the cold again
So here I am
Here I am
I'm a stranger
Anywhere I run to
Yes I am
A stranger
And I just can't seem to
Find a race I could claim
The roots to my name
But who I am
Is a man of this world
This is my second shot
Winter's smiling at me
I'm taking this shot
To be all I can be
So the next place I stop
Will be the land of the free
A place where a million of colors and dreams dwell
Sounds like a place to me,
where someone might understand
Just who I am, who I am
I'm a stranger
Anywhere I run to
Yes I am
A stranger
And I just can't seem to
Find a race I could claim
The roots to my name
But who I am
Is a man of this world
Now there's this fuss about color
And everybody needs to belong
But take a minute to consider my perspective
You see, black kicked me out once
And white took me in
But white looked at me once
And nearly spat at my skin
I'm so confused, I'm so confused
About who I should hate
I figure I'll just love them all
I'm a stranger
Anywhere I run to
Yes I am
A stranger
And I just can't seem to
Find a race I could claim
The roots to my name
But who I am
Is a man of this world
I'm a stranger
Anywhere I run to
Yes I am
A stranger
And I just can't seem to
Find a race I could claim
The roots to my name
But who I am
Is a man of this world
I'm a stranger
Anywhere I run to
Yes I am
A stranger
And I just can't seem to
Find a race I could claim
The roots to my name
But who I am
Is a man of this world