Runnin' (Intro) Lyrics

I think I was aware of being "different" before I was aware of being Black

Aware of my "otheredness"

Even as a little boy, I always felt "different"

Like a strange, peculiar fruit growing in the garden

A sweet boy, tender-hearted, slightly bitter because of selfishness

Unknowingly flavored with gifts that, one day, would ripen into brilliance

Always keeping to itself...himself

But still so...different

Different from everybody

Who is this little boy

And who is the man he will come to be

Where did you come from, little Black boy with the big bright smile

Where did you come from