Desert Prayer by Haddaway
Morning people
Wandering, where is home
She cries, mother
Father, all alone
Where is hipe she prays
A bowl of food could buy
Another day
She wants to fly away
Look at me
Got shoes I never wear
Look at me
Got Fancy clothes I tear
Time to eat
Leave half and just don't care
cause I never have to hear the
Echoes of the Desert Prayer
Night falls, darkness
Hunger meets the cold
She's just seven
Her eyes are old
Where is God today
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