Keep Your Head Up
She's looking for a job and a finer place to stay,
She's looking for the hope and the empty promises,
She's working two jobs, keeping alive,
She works in a restaurant night and day,
She waits her life away,
She wipes her tears away.
She cries inside everytime she feels this way
And she's dyin' inside, everytime her baby cries
[Chorus:]
Keeping your head up to the sky!
Keeping your mind stay alive,
Keeping your wings so we can fly,
Keep your head up, tonight!
Keeping your head up to the sky,
Or we can just rise up, tell me now
Give me your wings so we can fly!
Killing up the life in the birds and the trees,
And we're suckin' up the air in the Earth from under me
It's never too late!
I can't even breathe!
I can't even see!
Keep your head up, don't give up, today!
How long can we wait?
I wish that love would come today!
All you need is love,
Tell you I'll always come and sew
And all you need is just a moment wanting to
Keep your head up!
[Chorus]
Everybody say that time is borrowed,
And hangin' down your head just ain't no good
And if your dares arise above tommorow
Just give yourself a chance,
Fight the circumstance,
Rise and do it again
[Chorus]
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