Africa

(álbum: Manuscript - 2017)

In the evenings
And the mornings
When her child begins to cry
Lonely woman shakes the cradle
Till the tears begin to dry

And she's looking in the corner
And her clock shows ten past eight
Second this week that she's running
That she's running, running late

She drops her knees and prays to God
While the world keeps turning, turning
She sings a song we all forgot
As the world keeps turning, turning

She drops her knees and prays to God
While the world keeps turning, turning
She sings a song we all forgot
As the world keeps turning, turning
Turning, turning, turning, turning

Billy James stays outta trouble
But blue collar sits too tight
And the bottle ain't forgiving
So he lands in jail tonight
So he lands in jail tonight
So he lands tonight

He drops his knees and prays to God
While the world keeps turning, turning
He sings a song we forgot
That the world keeps turning, turning

He drops his knees and prays to God
While the world keeps turning, turning
He sings a song we forgot
That the world keeps turning, turning

He drops his knees and prays to God
While the world keeps turning, turning
He sings a song we forgot
That the world keeps turning, turning

He drops his knees and prays to God
While the world keeps turning, turning
He sings a song we forgot
That the world keeps turning, turning