Shape of a Broken Heart

Imany

Africa, has the shape of a broken heart 
and the Heart of a broken land, 

Fell from heaven 
Straight to hell, 
Now your children are missing 

I try to understand 
Who I am 
Years after years 
God, it feels the same 

Heart fever 
Everybody's gone 
And noone that I know 
Anybody won 

Africa, has the shape of a broken heart 
And the Heart of a broken land, 

Fell from heaven 
Straight to hell, 
Now your children are missing 

Kiss their forhead 
And hold their hands 
Close their eyes 
And put their name on the braise 

Dust is dust 
And who goes of it 
So goes of it 

Africa, has the shape of a broken heart 
And the Heart of a broken land, 

Fell from heaven 
Straight to hell, 
Now your children are missing 

In the wind blows, 
And the children brodes 
Sitiing on a side of a road 
Whatch you all the boats 

Africa, has the shape of a broken heart 
And the Heart of a broken land, 

Fell from heaven 
Straight to hell, 
Now your children are missing 

Now I understand 
Who I am, who I am, who I am ... 

Now tell me how 
Tell me how, 
I can accept the thing 
The thing that I can't change