Katie Melua

If a black man is racist, is it okay?
If it's the white man's racism that made him that way
'cause the bully is the victim they say
By some sense they're all the same
'cause the line between
Wrong and right
Is the width of a thread
From a spider's web
The piano keys are black and white
But they sound like a million colours in your mind
I could tell you to go to war
Or I could march for peace and fighting no more
How do I know which is right
And I hope he does when he sends you to fight
'cause the line between wrong and right
Is the width of a thread from a spider's web
The piano keys are black and white
But they sound like a million colours in your mind
Should we act on our blame?
Or should we chase the moments away?
Should we live?
Should we give?
Remember forever the guns and the feathers in time
'cause the line between wrong and right
Is the width of a thread from a spider's web
The piano keys are black and white
But they sound like a million colours in your mind
The piano keys are black and white
But they sound like a million colours in your mind
They sound like a million colours in your mind