Brown skin, hazel eyes 1991, the start of my life California, down to Georgia and back to Cali. again Didn’t have a ton of friends, I didn’t fit in I tried real hard but it didn’t stick So I learned to play an instrument and sing just how I feel
Now I’m getting older and I know that Some things really change I know some lovely people now But one thing still remains That I was meant to be
A little different not ordinary I don’t fit in with everybody But I stand for who I am and who I’m made to be A little different not ordinary I don’t fit in with everybody But I stand for who I am and who I’m made to be
And at the end of the day When fads and fashion fade One thing will remain
That I’m a little different I’m a little different I’m a little different