There is a woman in Somalia Scraping for pearls by the roadside There is a force stronger than nature Keeps her will alive
That is how she lives her life She is dying to survive I don't know what she is made of I would like to be that brave
She cries to the heavens above There is a stone in my heart She lives a life she didn't choose And it hurts like brand new shoes
Yes it hurts like brand new shoes And it hurts like brand new shoes
There is a woman in Rwanda The sun shows her no mercy The same sky we lay under Burns her to the bone
Long as afternoon shadows Is gonna take her to get home Each grain carefully wrapped up Bows for her little girl
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
She cries to the heavens above There is a stone in my heart She lives a life she didn't choose And it hurts like brand new shoes
Yes it hurts like brand new shoes And it hurts like brand new shoes
There is a woman in Somalia There is a woman in Rwanda There is a woman in Sudan There is a woman in the Congo And she hurts like (And she hurts like, And she hurts like) Brand new shoes