You may not know who I am,
But I\'m your daughter
And the savory part about this is
Your thought not of me;
For I am your daughter in the wind
Scurrying to find lost change
What secrets don\'t define me?
For I am the generational curse breaker
Could you be that James Baldwin
Telling it to the mountain?
For I want to know who my daddy is,
Don\'t you want to know who I am?
Oh daddy, daddy
I am not a figment of one\'s imagination
For I am real
And I am longing for you
What is your blues?
Do you deem it to be true?
For I know your blues, and your blues is you;
Go tell it to the mountain
For I see the sun
For my heart belongs to you--
Daddy,
Daddy, daddy, daddy
Does the river belong to the mountain?
For my soul is the blues of despair...
I am that dream in your hair.