Young black girl Gentle as a dove Don't waste away Keep praying up above I can see your tears I can see them in your eyes I can see your fears They are not buried under the cloudy skies Young black girl Gentle as a dove Don't give up Keep praying up above You don't have to be a dancer In time GOD will answer

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This was written for a friend of mine that I wish much success.