Amanda Lyrics

Amanda is the richest in the world
She sits and sips her coffee in the breezes
See how paradise is shining
In her saddened eyes (in her saddened eyes)
She loves like Jesus
She loves like Jesus

How the children love the smiling lady
She knows their little problems in a big way
If there was somehow that she could help them
(The orphans would not be)
The orphans would not be alone on Sundays
The orphans would not be alone