Alba s touto skladbou:
Memphis Portrait,
(South)
If I could be you and you could be me for just one hour
If we could find a way to get inside each other's minds
If you could see you, through my eyes, instead of your ego
I believe you'd be, surprised to see, that you'd been blind
Walk a mile in my shoes
Walk a mile in my shoes
And before you abuse
Criticise and accuse
Walk a mile in my shoes
Now the whole world you see around you is just a reflection
And the law of Karma, says you reap, just what you sow
So unless you've, lived a life of total perfection
You'd better be careful of every stone that you should throw
And yet we spend the day throwing stones at one another
'Cause I don't think or wear my hair the same way you do
Well I may be common people but i'm your brother
And when you strike out and try to hurt me it's a-hurtin you
There are people on reservations and out in the ghettos
And brother, there but for the grace of God go you and I
If I only, had the wings, of a little angel
Don't you know I'd fly, to the top of the mountain, and then I'd cry
