I think something's wrong but she won't tell,
She's in the corner keeping to herself...
She's got to take it up with God before she shares anything with you...
They found something wrong with her blood cells,
It didn't come from God, it came from somebody else...
Heading to the University for diagnosis and surgery...
She's singing,
"Don't you cry for me,
I will soon be free from the hell that has tortured me...
I will soon be free..."
It's alright...
She fights the good fight but she's getting worse,
And she won't stop 'til all the doctors, nurses, clinics, churches as far as the eyes can see can put an end to her misery...
She screams,
"The sickness that's inside me will not define me..."
Oh no...
She's singing,
"Don't you cry for me,
I will soon be free from the hell that has tortured me...
Someday soon..."
Well tell Heaven I'm on my way,
I hear 'em calling my name they're singing "hey..."
A few more minutes and then I'll go,
I hear 'em calling me home they're singing "hey..."
"Now don't you cry for me,
I will soon be free from the hell that has tortured me...
I will soon be free..."
It's alright...
"The sickness that's inside me will not define me..."