In America - Whitecross

I grew up, here in America

Where good people worked hard

And everyone got along

I thought things were fine, here in America

But I was wrong

It seems it’s all black and white, here in America

Either the color of money, or the color of your skin

Used to know wrong from right, here in America

And we will again

We can all live together

With Christ as our Lord

And us united in Him

We will all live forever

When the King of kings comes again

Through the eyes of our God, I see America

With no black and no white

None in bondage or free

Because Jesus is Lord, here in America

And He’ll always be — Oh yeah!

We can all live together