Echoes

Ay, ay-yeah, ay-yeah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Ay, ay-yeah, ay-yeah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah And this side of my country We're dreaming night and day We're open for a better day, a brighter day Got to make it any way Looking at my brothers, my sisters They study every day About a history that's not their own They'll never get a visa any day And in our backyard, there's a wealth that will never end But we're so blind to look behind They say the grass is greener on the other end We've been misguided about who we are If they are coming here, why are we going there? We should be reminded about who we are We are African kings and queens, the African dream The Africa we know should never cry Ay-yeah, ay-yeah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Ay, ay-yeah, ay-yeah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Ay, ay-yeah, ay-yeah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Ay, ay-yeah, ay-yeah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Ay, ay-yeah, ay-yeah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Ay, ay-yeah, ay-yeah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Ay, ay-yeah, ay-yeah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Ay, ay-yeah, ay-yeah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah