I’m walking down the street with my creed
We’re all freaks, well that’s what they see
Colour’s not the issue, yet we’re all oppressed
Obsessed by ourselves, nobody can test
The cream of the new generation
We believe our own sensation
Evaluated by the point
That we do not conform
To the norm of the times when our parents were born
Just looking 4 love
We’re looking 4 love
I’m walking down the street with my creed
Colour not the issue, neither sexuality
We’re all blind but see the sign of the times
We don’t judge no colour
No we judge your mind
Senseless rebellion
I think not, think not I think
Background, education, race, culture
We mock I think
From the heart the creed torn apart
Still we’re too smart to believe the facade
I’m walking
Looking 4 love
I hear you talking
I know you’re looking 4 love
Yes you are lying
When you say you’ve got enough
How can ?
How can !
How can you have enough love
You can never have enough
Don’t stop looking 4 love
Looking 4
Don’t stop looking 4 love