Sephy you are the winner, I am the loser, but our child will unite the world.
Through the middle of earth there's a divide
We as men and women alike are split
By the colour of what's on the outside.
The chasm between us grows bit by bit.
When I was youger, foolish, and naive
I thought the world was fair, I thought I fit in
it took me so long to accept, believe
I am judged by the colour of my skin
I am surrounded by rage and burning hate
but I must hide each jealous, angry thought
and I must make my dark feelings abate
after all I don't count. I'm just a nought.
Noughts and crosses, a lighthearted, unserious name
It feels like they're laughing at my kind, at me
But life's nothing like this lighthearted game
For the loser's always the same, you see.
Sephy, her skin so rich and dark as night
She is treated with repect, love and care
I am burdened with scorn and hate and spite
I am white. She is black. The world is unfair.
We thought that depsite our colours we would be togther
we thought that no one would tear us apart
we thought that our love would last forever
we failed, we were wrong and it broke my heart
The world wanted black. The world wanted white.
The world wanted no tints or shades - no greys
Although we both knew this was not right
We were forced to go our separate ways
When Sephy left me, I was all alone
All I had was my crumbling family
Didn't need me, so I left on my own
They're too busy hating to notice me.
Sephy, closer and closer comes my death
although I loved you with all of my heart
seems now to me as I take my last breath
that they have won as they tore us apart
Please don't forget me, remember my smile
my love'll go on till the day that you die
don't worry time is precious but its worthwile
remember the good times, and please, don't cry.
The future, the hope of change, is found in a certain face
her heart, her skin and what is within, our child of mixed race.