It doesn’t matter where you were born
It doesn’t matter if you don’t have money
It doesn’t matter what the colour of your skin or hair is
None of that stuff matters at all
This melody can’t be stopped with simple common sense
I doubt there’s a correct answer
After all, this is a stuborn world
So take my hand in yours
You’ve got a wonderful future, just as you are
Come over here just as you are
Be my friend
It doesn’t matter where you grew up
It doesn’t matter what words you say
It doesn’t matter what your taste in clothes is
None of that stuff matters at all
So take my hand in yours
You’ve got a wonderful future, just as you are
Come over here just as you are
Be my friend