Inna came from Mexico
She tried to find a job
Figured sheâd work on rich girlsâ nails
That couldnât be so hard
Innaâs got a twelve year old
And she dies inside
She canât clear the picture from her eyes
Of leaving that little girl behind
But sheâs gonna find a daddy here
And her girlâs gonna come here too
But just like every other dream so far
She knows that one probably wonât come true
And you can see it in her smile looking at her eyes
Yeah thatâs right, she keeps her smile when sheâs about to cry
I think she knows the truth but she whispers faith
Innaâs friends back home think sheâs got it made
Every week she sends some money home
Says things here are going well
She doesnât let the tears touch the page
And stain the letter all to hell
I met Inna at a grocery store
We were waiting in line
I asked her who the Barbie doll was for
Youâd thought that I had asked her who died
I started to apologize
I was just trying to kill some time
I still canât keep Inna from my mind
But I will never look behind
âCause I can see it in her smile looking at her eyes
Yeah thatâs right, she keeps her smile when sheâs about to cry
I think she knows the truth but she whispers faith
Innaâs friends back home â they think sheâs got it made
