Ooh, yeah. From rags to riches, here I stand. Shaped and molded by your loving hand. With faith and trust unshaken. You led me all the way. Through years of joy and tears.
Memory of myself the slave. Realize the one who brought the pain. Looking back, I feel the need to blame. . It was then I cried. . Help me. I know you see.
You say you love me but then you turn and walk away. All for a love not even born yesterday. I see you on the streets and you just pass me by. You think I got no feelings, think Im living high.