Soul Cry
The whistling of the wind
The blowing of the rain
The pounding of my heart
The struggle of my strain
My heart is bleeding
My inner man is hurt
Because my man doesn't
know my worth
The words play like a melody
like glue they stick in my head
girl, just give up you are better off dead
I can't, I won't, I refuse to die I reply
so I'll just hold on I refuse to cry
Why???
Because I can hear my soul cry
Stay strong my sista for you're going to win this
fight. Don't lose your focus my sista just hold on tight
To life and to love because it was given to you freely from
above.
The blowing of the rain
The pounding of my heart
The struggle of my strain
My heart is bleeding
My inner man is hurt
Because my man doesn't
know my worth
The words play like a melody
like glue they stick in my head
girl, just give up you are better off dead
I can't, I won't, I refuse to die I reply
so I'll just hold on I refuse to cry
Why???
Because I can hear my soul cry
Stay strong my sista for you're going to win this
fight. Don't lose your focus my sista just hold on tight
To life and to love because it was given to you freely from
above.
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