Pretoria

Cold and numb she stands in the mud
On her hands that serve the lord
And all she knew was that bottle of champagne
Which made the bad thoughts run
She starts her day in the middle of the night
You won’t see her unless you squint
Just like the sun she will rise
She will fall like a rock
Bad thoughts they run too fast
Oh Pretoria
You were waiting on your mother’s call
Oh how I see you
In every move you make
It seems like no one
Cared about Pretoria tonight
There must be someone
Who can help this girl come alive
Oh Pretoria
You were waiting on your mothers call
Oh how I see you
In every move you make