Pearls

There is a woman in Somalia

Scraping for pearls on the roadside

There's a force stronger than nature

Keeps her will alive

This is how she's dying

Dying to survive

Don't know what she's made of

But I would like to be that brave

She cries to the heaven above

O there is a storm in my heart

She lives a life she didn't choose

Hurts like brand-new shoes

Hurts like brand-new shoes

There is a woman in Somalia

Sun gives her no mercy

Same sky we lay under

Burns her to the bone

Long as afternoon shadows

It's gonna take her to get home

Each grain carefully wrapped up

Pearls for her little girl

Ooh hallelujah, hallelujah

Ooh hallelujah, hallelujah

She cries to the heaven above

There is a storm in my heart

She lives in a world she didn't choose

And it hurts like brand-new shoes

Hurts like brand-new shoes