I think
that fostering a sense...
(Verse 1)
In the morning light, she's my guiding star...
Earth bound, tied to who I am!
No brush to canvas to releases the emotions...
as the body count
careered out of control those...
Two birds perched pretty upon a branch by
the quiet stream. The jungle deep in the lush...
Can't hear your voice, but
Vibrations ripple through me...
Wrapped up in a white skin!
I am, we are African...
Warmth hiding under a sea of blankets
As the chill air engulfs the night air...
Sometimes the moon will speak to me
Just as you do with words...