When a person seems to have given her all
When age and wrinkle threaten to tell
When all else around us says we cant
When Love has lost its sweetness in a place
When we are told we are no longer what we are
My only prayer is a vacation to far-away land
Where no one knows me
Where I can be treated as new
And maybe, just maybe,
I will BLOOM again.
Will you be my friend?
Then you can come to Africa
And be born again.......