Shape of a Broken Heart

Africa, has the shape of a broken heart and the Heart of a broken land, Fell from heaven Straight to hell, Now your children are missing I try to understand Who I am Years after years God, it feels the same Heart fever Everybody's gone And noone that I know Anybody won Africa, has the shape of a broken heart And the Heart of a broken land, Fell from heaven Straight to hell, Now your children are missing Kiss their forhead And hold their hands Close their eyes And put their name on the braise Dust is dust And who goes of it So goes of it Africa, has the shape of a broken heart And the Heart of a broken land, Fell from heaven Straight to hell, Now your children are missing In the wind blows, And the children brodes Sitiing on a side of a road Whatch you all the boats Africa, has the shape of a broken heart And the Heart of a broken land, Fell from heaven Straight to hell, Now your children are missing Now I understand Who I am, who I am, who I am ... Now tell me how Tell me how, I can accept the thing The thing that I can't change