Janis Ian Baby I've Been Thinking
Come to my door, baby, face is clean and shining, black
as night.
My mother went to answer, you know that you looked so
fine.
Now, I could understand your tears and your shame,
She called you, "boy," instead of your name.
When she wouldn't let you inside, when she turned and
said,
"But, honey, he's not our kind."
She says I can't see you anymore, baby, can't see you
anymore.
Walk me down to school, baby, everybody's acting deaf
and blind.
Until they turn and say, "Why don't you stick to your
own kind."
My teachers all laugh, their smirking stares,
Cutting deep down in our affairs.
Preachers of equality, think they believe it, hen why
won't they just let us be?
They say I can't see you anymore, baby, can't see you
anymore.
One of these days I'm gonna stop my listening, gonna
raise my head up high.
One of these days I'm gonna raise up my glistenin'
wings an' fly.
But that day will have to wait for a while, baby, I'm
only society's child.
When we're older things may change,
But for now, this is the way they must remain.
I say, "I can't see you anymore, baby, can't see you
anymore.
No, I don't want to see you anymore, baby."
