Martin
Can't you hear me crying?
My tears that fall, they fall inside
And it's killing, Martin
Martin, Martin
I felt it was coming
But you told me always to be strong
Take care of the children
Martin
I never dreamed a pain would make me feel this world
Martin
If you'd only help me through this night
I pray
No
I'm acting like a child
And that is not the [?]
I must be brave, but I need to feel you close to me
I will love you all my dying days
Oh Martin
I feel the hate and anger taking over me
[?]
But I can't destroy
What's left of you
No, my Martin
It's up to me to make your dreams a reality
I'll carry on
And I'll be [throned?]
The way you'd help me be
Oh Martin
Oh Martin
My love won't stop growing
It will live inside me all my days
And my spirit
It will [dream?]
[?] this is
Martin Luther King
Martin, Martin was produced by Tommy Butler.