[Verse 1]
They say Brenda had a baby
But Brenda made the front page
Headlines stated another prostitute slain
Without a mother or a father, who's her second cousin?
They neighbours said that Brenda's baby would amount to nothing
But trust it, long as there's room to grow
Even through the concrete rose [?] roots to grow
The sun shines sometimes on a young heart
All soul [?]
[Verse 2]
