Mattanja Joy Bradley Wash Me Momma
You phone me when I'm feeling blue
I fell of a mountain, but I pulled through
Too much in my head, I thought I was dead
But you held my hand instead
Wash me momma, wash me clean
It's the rotten world where I have been
My eyes are poisoned, my soul is blue
I'm leaving trails where I come through
Thank god for putting me back on my feet
The devil was playing his tricks on me
Hold my hand, don't let me go
My heart is bleeding
It's time that you should know
Wash me momma, wash me clean
It's the rotten world that I have seen
You phone me when I'm feeling blue
I'm thankful for someone like you
Someone like you
I'm thankful for someone like you
