?So you're gay?? that's what they say, in a frazzled state.
My hands are tied my mouth is wide they look to me.
There's confusion I'm improving my way.
Because I'm learning how to reply when I speak.
They always ask me how I know who I am.
As if I need some kind of test or an exam.

My mouth is sure and it's able, my words on the table,
I draw in air and smile.
It's soft lips and it's hair. it's fire I see when a woman's there.
It's not mind, not body, it's heart.

If we could choose, then we would lose I know for sure.
Because we'd change most everything we want and more.
I've bowed my head and heard the words of those who think.
How can you argue with impossibility?

I wish we didn't see the label, I wish we didn't see the kind.
I wish we didn't see the color, I wish we all could see man blind.
I wish we didn't see one making as the only path that's right.
I wish we didn't think that love is something worth causing a fight.