Mushanga

I cant forget you, my little
Mushanga,
I keep a place in my heart for you
The days of waiting, they keep getting longer, and not a thing
I can do I was a poet, a magazine writer, sent to report on political views
It was by chance, through a lens that
I met you, a
Kingston girl with no shoes
Chorus: [ You were runnin down the road, I was going your way I stopped and turned around, to lend you my hand You smiled though you were suffering, I didnt understand You broke into my heart, I saw your eyes and then I knew You broke into my heart, like the wind and rain that followed you You broke into my heart, had the Lord above forgotten you? You broke in from the start, and all my tears belong to you Mushanga, oh, Mushanga, oh ]
I sat and watched as she danced by the fires
Through ancient songs did the tale unfold
They sang of diamonds that came from their mountains
And loss of lives mining white mans gold
I had to leave and go back to
Manhattan
Where all my stories are bought and sold
I know the city would surely be saddened
If what I knew could be told
Chorus Its been so long since
I last heard your laughter
So many letters and still no news
I hope you find all the things that youre after
You know my heart is with you
Chorus Mushanga, oh,
Mushanga, oh ( repeats 3x)