Chorus:
One day I can be who I want to be
One day I can be see who I want to see
One day no one will stand in front
One day just wait and you´ll see
 
My father looked down and asked what do you want to be
I looked up at him he stood right in front of me
I want to be the president of Rwanda, start a propaganda
Work to be man and if I fall stand up
But being president had to complications
Violence, demonstrations
Just too many assassinations
In Africa and its many nations 
Maybe a dentist maybe a doctor or maybe nothing
Maybe rich even richer or nothing
I like money but I don’t love it
But complainer’s moaners groaners can just shove it
I don’t like bad teeth I can’t stand them
Wounds soars cuts pains do not work in tandem
 
Psychotherapist, Acupuncturist, Psychologist, Technologist
Cytologist, Biologist, Colorist, Journalist, Archivist, Pharmacist
Come on you’ll be loving this
You’re getting older here’s a folder
 
You, you can draw you should become
An architect because I can draw
On a pad on a floor I can bring it raw
What you see what you saw I can give it more
Perceptions is perfection I can give my all
Or maybe I should artistic artist from a pen to a wall
Create beauty for us all, a museum or a hall
Art it is and you will go
Time and will grow
Train and you will know
Never stop or you will slow
Never quit and never take no
Keep your thought in a row
Keep the groove keep the flow
 
Doctor no, Dentist no, President no, Artist oh
Architect I don’t think so
So Jan-Willem which way do you want to go
 
My father looked down and asked me who do you want to be
I looked up at him he was right in front of me
I want to be ….. a lawyer
 
A lawyer is more than understanding the law
You can fight for human rights, broaden sights
In order to succeed I have to understand all
Examining preparing presenting
Writing opinions exploring new dominions
But justice can have wending
Bureaucracy and nonsense
I can save a child´s life or ruin my conscience