In the beginning man has come first   But he was lonely and a little sad   He made his history and he was proud   But he threw the woman in slavery and shame   If I could have a choice   If I could make a wish   Joy could find a place inn my heart   Three hundred sixty five   The days that woman lives   And noone help her in her path...      And now I can't desist   And now I can't reveal   Can't find the meaning of my life   It is still a metter of fact   I've got to try and come out   Woman can now only pray   What do you seek   What do you mind   What do you wish   Pray, pray, pray   What do you seek   What do you mind   What do you wish   Pray, pray, pray.   We're here at the point of no return   I've got to find myself in the storm   Women will be your undoing   When we raise.   And now...