Black 47 - Fatima Lyrics
Fatima rises at dawnThe hunger like a flame inside herIt's the feast of RamadanAnd her father's been praying for hoursHe wears his disapprovalIn a silence, cold but hystericalSaw her last night with that Christian boyAnd his world falls apart in AmericaHer mother fusses aboutHer brother laughs in the kitchenThen the phone explodes on the wallOh, my God, don't let it be MichaelHer father's glare is like violenceWho else would break the traditionExcept someone who laughs at our holy waysTears us apart in AmericaFatima, you're breaking his heartHe doesn't understand your dilemmaA girl becomes a woman aloneThose who love herCan no longer help herWhy didn't they tell him back homeThings fall apart in AmericaFatima picks up the phoneMichael is his usual hilariousShe listens in silence and wondersWhy American boys are obliviousI love you but this is good-byeThere are too many rivers between usFather, forgive me, you're rightThings fall apart in AmericaFatima, you're breaking his heartHe doesn't understand your dilemmaA girl becomes a woman aloneThose who love herCan no longer help herAnd Michael stares at the phoneAs things fall apart in America
