Bed of Stone

She's been sleeping on a bed of stone By a window where no light goes She wakes to the row of the traffic rumbling outside Then she remembers her dream and smiles Yeah, she smiles On her dress, she irons the folds Same way mama told Her brothers and sisters All the way home And proud of the way she fights Hardship alone Some hope that they'll let go Some hope that they don't know Which way will the wind blow What will tomorrow bring What will tomorrow bring On her feet from dawn to night Working jobs others don't like Sometimes she wonders if they know that she's there The way that they talk to her Look through her stay here Almost all the money she earns She saves for the day she returns She goes through leftovers When the market is closed Without caper she knows the police Will send her back home Some hope that they'll let go Some hope that they don't know Which way will the wind blow What will tomorrow bring What will tomorrow bring Which side of the road will you land on What end of the card will you pass down Nobody knows there's no right way Nobody knows there's no wrong way Aha ha ha Haaha ha Ibi aye yi n gbe mi lo, mi o mo On yi lo o, on yi lo o Some hope that they'll let go Some hope that they don't know Which way will the wind blow What will tomorrow bring What will tomorrow bring