There's dust in the air. On a winter morning. I hear the call of the wild. . There's wind in my hair. In dreams I'm longing. To see the world like a child.
Tonight before the day begins another game. It's time for us to break away from shame. All these false illusions everywhere. In dreams we're losing our despair.
Lovers cry. One last kiss by the edge. They're hand in hand. . Two lovers stop their hearts. Better than to be apart. They had run from a father to the highest bridge.
Walking from the bus stop. Couldn't wait to get off. I know I am the lucky one. . Walking through the twilight. Cold Nevada twilight. I know I am the lucky one.
I see you're true colors shinning through I see your true colors and that why I love you. I see your (one for the ghetto) true colors shinning through (straight up) I see your true (I am make it out) colors and that's why I love you.
All my real street niggaz throw your guns up. Throw your guns up, throw your guns up. . I'd rather have enemies. 'Cause fear last longer than love. In the streets nothing stronger than thug.
[chorus]. I see your true color, shining through. I see your true color, an' that's why I love you. I see your true color, shining through. I see your true color, an' that's why I love you.
[Fredro] [x]. Go Rambo Go Rambo. Go Rambo Go Rambo (OK). Go Rambo Go Rambo. Go Rambo Go Rambo (Yo). . [Fredro]. Why you hating on fire niggaz can't knock the game.
4X (Chorus). THEY GO TOGETHER WELL!. THEY GO TOGETHER WELL!. THEY GO TOGETHER WELL!. THEY GO TOGETHER WELL!. . (Verse). Like black and white and a kite in the wind.
Lifting up stones and broken bones. Looking for something of our own. Recklessly, I fall down. While you spin all around. . Carving out a heart at the park.
This time I'm not coming back. And this time that's true. And this time I'm killing myself. To kill you too. This time I'm headed out West. To find a life of mine.
What I gave to you. Never came back through. Oh no matter what I do. I fall right through. You. . Building a world around. A thin ice ground. Only a matter of time.
Well every time you said goodbye. I always knew. youd be back tomorrow. . Well this time somethings different. somethings wrong. Cause theres way to much sorrow.
There's something strange about this babysitter. She called the blood bank and asked if they deliver. She walks by the mirror, but I don't see her reflection.
Hey truth seeker, look into my eyes. See if you find the truth behind the riddles and the lies. But we both know if youll find what youre looking for.
(Denial) is a way of living these days. (Meanwhile) reality is unforgiving in so many ways. (Its up to you) to be the master of your fate. (Cause its true), he who sets the agenda, controls the outcome of the debate.
That's What You Think (Whitfield, Washington). Freddy King. Robert Jr. Lockwood - guitar, Billy Emerson - piano. Robert 'Mojo' Elem - bass, Thomas McNulty - drums.
Let me step inside these shoes. Trip awhile of the blues. Pull these strings on my hands. Playin' time with the band. I'll tie you up in a ribbon of tune.