Shape of a broken heart - Imany

Africa has the shape of a broken heart

And the heart of a broken land,

You 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

Parted favors

Everybody’s gone

Ain’t no war that I know

Anybody won

Africa has the shape of a broken heart

And the heart of a broken land,

You fell from heaven

Straight to hell,

Now your children are missing

Kiss their forehead

And hold their hands

Close their eyes

And put their name on their graves

Dust is dust

And so goes our faith

So goes our faith

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

And the wind blows,

And the children roam

Sitting on a side of a road

Watching all the boats, ooh

Africa has the shape of a broken heart

And the Heart of a broken land,

You fell from heaven

Straight to hell,

And now your children are missing

Now I understand

Who I am, who I am, who I am…

Tell me how,

Tell me how,

Tell me how,

I can accept the thing

Things that I can’t change

Except the things that I can change