Here's 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 (I'm praying for a better day)

There's gotta be a better day 

New day 

Gotta be a better way 

I'm tryna find a better way



See many times she didn't 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 she's so alone 

Living in the ghetto

I'm praying for a better day  - oooooohhhhh

I'm tryna find a better place

Baby don't you cry



Hush little baby 

Please don't you cry

Baby there's no need to cry

Just reach for the sky

Don't worry baby

You'll be alright

So learn to smile 

Kiss your tears goodbye



She was a little ghetto child (I'm praying for a better day)

And then she turned her life around 

Another day (I'm tryna find a better way)

And I gotta find another way

Baby don't 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 don't you cry (I'm praying for a better day)

You can spread your wings and learn to fly - high, high…..

(Her mother didn't 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…..