If I wasn’t me, I might be you,
And if I was you, what would I do?
Would I treat you differently if I could see
That when I looked at you I was looking back at me

If I wasn’t me I might be Jerome                                                             
If I was Jerome I wouldn’t have a home
I would sleep out on the street and if by chance our eyes should meet
Would you look at me or would you look away?

If I wasn’t me I might be Claire                                                                 
And instead of legs I’d have a wheelchair
I will never sing or talk, I will never dance or walk
But I can feel when someone cares for me

If I wasn’t me I might be Shirley                                                              
A fading shadow of the woman I once used to be
But the strangers came and the strangers stayed, 
They took my memories away
And what you see is all that’s left of me

If I wasn’t me, I might’ve been Ahkmed             
But if I had been Ahkmed I’d be dead
A victim of a senseless crime, in the wrong place at the wrong time
Then darkness came and took my life away

If we weren’t us, we might be them
And if we were them, then they’d be part of us
We could tear down the walls of hate and we could open up the gates
There’d be no them. We’d all be us.