No time to cry
Mentally she’s so tired
She’s feeling worn thin
But she keeps going on
Through the heavy storms within
People are depending on her
She has shoulder the load
She has no luxury to break
On this winding road
When everything around her starts to shake
And she starts to break
She says;
Got no time to cry
Gotta keep it straight
Been through the worst
But made it out of the gate
Have to hold on tight
To keep my goal in sight
While the nights grow long
In her fiery silence
There's a power so strong
A power so strong
Her heart is heavy
But her steps are light
Facing each battle
She owns the fight
Moments of doubt
Yet she pursues
She has an iron will
An iron will in her battered shoes
Behind her tired eyes
She bears an universe of pain
But in her beautiful soft soul
There's a burning and roaring flame
Day by day with a clear sight
She marches on into the fight
Day by day with a quiet might
She marches on into the night
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