An infatuation has taken hold of this land
In a love affair with a young black man

This affair has no solid reason or rhyme
It has no basis in fact this time

The people just want something new
Something fresh to get them all through

And this fresh young black man
Sees himself as the new leader of the land

A child of destiny, ambition, and time
I fear he may become a partner in crime

Deluded into believing that he
"Can do what's never been done"

Rashly thinking that he
"Can win what's never been won"

While the one who really knows the truth
Sits by and watches the cracks in the roof

And a happier destiny slip from the land
As her people swoon for a young black man