I am a woman of my times, I am a child of the world...
I hear the voice of the people, their clamoring voice and
I wonder...can I meet their needs, fulfill their dream?
I see their faces, the heart and soul of them...
I want to gather them to me, warm them with my fire.
I am a woman of my times, I am a child of the world.
I am a woman of my times, I am a child of the world...
I feel the thrill of victory, the ache of defeat...
I can touch the heart of a woman, the spirit of a child...
I cry for the hurts that they bear, the woe they endure,
I dream of a nation unbowed, a people empowered...
I am a woman of my times, I am a child of the world.
