Don't know why we had an argument. All I know is that my baby left. Now I'm looking at a photograph. Thinking all about the time we spent. And I can't even begin to start.
Enemies in love, being used. Just can't take the pressure of this lovers feud. . Should've stayed, should've walked away. That's the choice I can make today.
Just as the wind blows to the east. Coming from the west, baby, I point in your direction. As the birds fly from the north, headed south. Dear love, your love is like perfection.
They say the blacker the berry the sweater the juice. (I'm be a twix that's in disguise). I'll oil my body just for you. (baby my nature, let it rise).
Kenya speaking,. . a, did I every tell you about that time yo,. I was at a um, club and I was talking to this girl for about a hour. and you know she was giving me all the rap and everything.
(duet with Beyonce' of Destiny's Child). . [Beyonce']. Here I am. Looking in the mirror. An open face, the pain erased. Now the sky is clearer. I can see the sun.
Damn. What time is it?. Aw, snap, I gotta go to work. Hold up a minute. . All I got is 15 minutes and I wanna get up in it. Ain't got no time to talk, just come and break me off.
We told you so, We told you so. ya wouldnt listen well now you know. i know warned me the boys no good. no one can change him i thought i could. and i was doing fine until lastnight.
(Spoken) How can I tell him I've been untrue. how can I tell him I love someone new. ooooooo ooooooo ooooooo. . we've always been happy and gay. we've tried hard to keep it this way.
You're not a kid anymore. You're not a kid anymore. . When people ask of me. What would you like to be. Now that you're not a kid anymore. (You're not a kid anymore).
I know that you can trust your stomach. I know that. It wants what's best for us. I know what's best for us. Your stomach and all of us. . Then you want to go back.
Now I see. My eyes are over time. Much beyond. But here the action starts. . To stop the brain. In cases of latency. Night sun. is looking for empty space.
Today my morning started different. With a taste of wet and aromatic wood. Textures flying, smells running. in my eyes. . Today my morning started different.
I have thought a lot. I have did it a lot. And thinking is good. Oh, really good. Very good. . But if I think. And I just see the same. My mind wants space.
Inside you. Inside me. The Truth. . Outside you. Outside me. The Truth. . Where can I find. What unites all?.
Dont say the words. Of our visible world. Just say the words. That you cant get in your hands. . Dont count the steps. When you are climbing the sky. Just feel the weight.
There was a time. There will a time. To leave the small reasons. To get real taste. To lose all our fears. To sculpt our stone. . There was a time. There will a time.
A backseat driver, is that all I'll ever be?. Or can I just stand around and wait until the wheel gets shoved at me?. I keep thinking about what goes through her head.
Seems like all this time's been wasted not picturing what happens in so long. And I never think ahead too far, too long, 'cause what if I'm wrong?. You've always been there in some way, some form, but mostly looked past.
I'm getting tired of being tired. Let me find what seems to be lost inside. There has to be something else to fill the bland, to fill the blank. And if its all ideal this way--the way its always been supposed to be,.