I'm looking for the magic man
the one who'll solve my troubles
the one who'll take me by the hand
and help me look through the rubble
I met a young black king yesterday
who stole my heart unintentionally
I begged him to let me stay
and make me his queen
someone once asked, 'who will cry for the little boy? '
the little boy who has known no joy
the little boy who cries himself to sleep
the little boy who always weeps
this is too much for one person
i don't think that i can hold it
all the issues of other people
i don't think i can control it
What was i supposed to say?
That I liked him first?
I just can't bring myself to do it
that would just make things worse.