Shape of a Broken Heart

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