Chuck Girard Tinagera
She is young, she was born in Tinagera
She was robbed of the youth she should have known
She's alive, she's alive and she lives in Tinagera
She's alive, but her heart is all alone
She's a child, just a child, yet her mind is old and tarnished
She is wise in the things she need not know
She is tired, she is tired and sad and lonely
She's a slave to the things which steal her soul
Anymore, anymore she isn't feeling
She's been torn from the things she once received
She's afraid, so afraid my Tinagera
She's afraid, so afraid to just believe
She don't know, she don't know my Tinagera
How can she believe unless you tell her so
There's a way, there's a way, a way my Tinagera
You can know, you can really, really know
Just believe, just believe, believe and you can feel it
Take a look around if you try then you will see
There's a way, if you know won't you show my Tinagera
There's a way, there's a way and you can know.
