john mellencamp
it all comes true
I stand here a black man I have no history I was brought up in East Chicago And I grew up on the streets The chains around the playground were the chains around my heart The brand upon my shoulder Well it reminds you who you are  And it all comes true Yes it all comes true Like a wheel inside a wheel It turns on you And you think, What have I done? What can I do? What you believe about yourself It all comes true  I was just a young girl My mother called me "Hon" My father was unhappy 'Cause I should have been his son They said, "Learn to be a waitress and learn to be a wife And be thankful for a chance to live an ordinary life"  And it all comes true Yes it all comes true Like a wheel inside a wheel It turns on you And you think, What have I done? What can I do? What you believe about yourself It all comes true  My life is a contradiction of sorrow and desire I drag my heart across the ash to throw it on the fire Maybe there's a reason and could there be a plan Or are we all just fools to think we'll understand  And it all comes true Yes it all comes true Like a wheel inside a wheel It turns on you And you think, What have I done? What can I do? What you believe about yourself It all comes true  And it all comes true Yes it all comes true Like a wheel inside a wheel It turns on you And you think, What have I done? What can I do? What you believe about yourself It all comes true