There's a cry form a young boy, in a city running wild;
There's a cry from a mother, who just lost another child;
There's a cry from a people, who have nothing more to lose;
Everything that they lived for, have been wasted and abused;
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There's a cry from a river, that has nowhere to flow;
And the pride of the river was lost so long ago;
And that cry is for a reason, that only heaven knows;
Where did they go wrong, how can we go on;
Only hope remains the answer.
There's a man on a mission, there's a desperate heart to rule;
He has love for the people, yet he calls the people fools;
He has guns for the people, on a promise yet to come;
So they kill one another, for a hope that never comes;
;
There's a cry from a river, that has nowhere to flow;
And the pride of the river was lost so long ago;
And that cry is for a reason, that only heaven knows;
Where did they go wrong, how can we go on;
Only hope remains the answer.
There are so many questions, when will all this trouble cease;
Like the war in Niger delta, would we ever live in peace?
I believe in the people, if they only have a chance;
There's a hope for the future, but the future is in our hands;
;
There's a cry from a river, that has nowhere else to flow;
And the pride of the river was lost so long ago;
And that cry is for a reason, only, only heaven knows;
Where did they go wrong?
;
There's a cry from a river, that has nowhere else to flow;
And the pride of the river was lost so long ago;
And that cry is for a reason, that I can't tell the why;
Where did we go wrong, how can we go on;
Only hope remains the answer.
There's a cry form a young boy, in a city running wild;
There's a cry from a mother, who just lost another child;
