Xavier Naidoo:This Is Not America

A little piece of youThe little peace in meWill diefor this is not americaBlossom falls to bloomThis seasonPromise not to stareToo longfor this is not a miraclethere was a timea storm that blew so pureFor this could be the biggest skyAnd I could havethe faintest ideasnowman meltingFrom the insideFalcon spiralsTo the groundSo bloody redTomorrows cloudsa little peace of youThe little peace in meWill diefor this is not americathere was a timeA wind that blew so youngFor this could be the biggest skyAnd I could have the faintest ideathis could be the biggest skyThis could be a miracleThis could be ect.