Be Somebody - Paula Cole, Roger Moutenot

I want to be somebody

I want to make a difference

Little boy caught in a drive-by

Witnessed the killer who made his daddy die,

And 'cause he identified and signed the dotted line,

He could feel it in his stomach, he signed away his life

Little boy who once was the leader of his class

The little source of joy, always neatly dressed

Now would hang his head and be left crying at his desk,

Was found with his mother, lying in her lap

With two bullets in his chest

And, oh my god, what is this madness?

I will not let it kill by gladness

And, oh my god, what is this madness?

My joy inside will send this message

I want to be somebody

I want to make a difference,

For we all are children of the Mother

I want to be somebody

I want to make a difference,

For we all are children of the Father

Outspoken man, leading sisters and brothers,

Picked himself up from hustling, drugs and gutters

Doing time on the inside, he found a higher power

Now, back with a mission to help us help each other