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Heres the story bout a ghetto girl

Livin in a ghetto world

Against the world alone

Problems in her ordinary life

Make you wanna run and hide

She can never get it right





Like the seasons when they change

Nothing ever stays the same

Surrounded by pain and empty dreams





So I pray (Im praying for a better day)

Theres gotta be a better day

New day

Gotta be a better way

Im tryna find a better way





See many times she didnt have a dime

When the bills would multiply

Contemplated suicide

And momma never had that special touch

Her daddy touched her way too much

Finally she had enough





Like the seasons when they change

Nothing ever stays the same

Surrounded by pain and empty dreams





And shes so alone

Living in the ghetto

Im praying for a better day - oooooohhhhh

Im tryna find a better place

Baby dont you cry





Hush little baby

Please dont you cry

Baby theres no need to cry

Just reach for the sky

Dont worry baby

Youll be alright

So learn to smile

Kiss your tears goodbye





She was a little ghetto child (Im praying for a better day)

And then she turned her life around

Another day (Im tryna find a better way)

And I gotta find another way

Baby dont you cry

Dry your eyes

You can spread your wings and learn to fly - high, high..

(For a better day)

Baby dry your eyes (Oh a better day)

You can spread your wing and learn to fly - high, so high..

Baby dont you cry (Im praying for a better day)

You can spread your wings and learn to fly - high, high..

(Her mother didnt have that touch, no, and daddy touch her way too much)

Baby dry your eyes

You can spread your wings and learn to fly - high, so high





Said she gotta get outta the ghetto, oh yes..