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My Girl
She left, alone
Far from home she is
Barely undressed to the world
I see the fear in her eyes
My girl
Looks at me and asks for help
I tell her:
"Don't sell your body. Hold onto your soul, girl
Wait for me, girl"
Look at me, I brought you good
It's the Good News
I see you smile
Come walk, listening to the song
It's hope, it's sweet rain that falls
Upon you
