Heres the story bout a ghetto girl
Livin in a ghetto world
Against the world alone
Problems in her ordinary life
Make you wanna run and hide
She can never get it right


Like the seasons when they change
Nothing ever stays the same
Surrounded by pain and empty dreams


So I pray (Im praying for a better day)
Theres gotta be a better day
New day
Gotta be a better way
Im tryna find a better way


See many times she didnt have a dime
When the bills would multiply
Contemplated suicide
And momma never had that special touch
Her daddy touched her way too much
Finally she had enough


Like the seasons when they change
Nothing ever stays the same
Surrounded by pain and empty dreams


And shes so alone
Living in the ghetto
Im praying for a better day - oooooohhhhh
Im tryna find a better place
Baby dont you cry


Hush little baby
Please dont you cry
Baby theres no need to cry
Just reach for the sky
Dont worry baby
Youll be alright
So learn to smile
Kiss your tears goodbye


She was a little ghetto child (Im praying for a better day)
And then she turned her life around
Another day (Im tryna find a better way)
And I gotta find another way
Baby dont you cry
Dry your eyes
You can spread your wings and learn to fly - high, high..
(For a better day)
Baby dry your eyes (Oh a better day)
You can spread your wing and learn to fly - high, so high..
Baby dont you cry (Im praying for a better day)
You can spread your wings and learn to fly - high, high..
(Her mother didnt have that touch, no, and daddy touch her way too much)
Baby dry your eyes
You can spread your wings and learn to fly - high, so high


Said she gotta get outta the ghetto, oh yes