Tekster: Anita Baker. Compositions. Talk To Me.

(Anita Baker, Michael Powell & Vernon Fails)

Ooo-ooo-yes sir
Baby, baby, baby, baby
You stand all alone, on your own
Please come inside from that storm
Stand where it's warm
I can see you're in need, baby, please talk to me now

Swear nothing is wrong, you're so strong
Baby, don't hold this inside, relax your pride
Let it go, set it free, my baby, talk to me now

What's wrong, wrong with you
Why don't you tell me what cha goin' through, darlin'
What's wrong, wrong with you
Why don't you tell me-
I can help you if you let me, baby, yes I can

I understand, here's my hand
Why stand alone in the dark, open up your heart
Let this go, set it free, now my baby, talk to me now

What's wrong, wrong with you
Why don't you tell me what cha goin' through, darlin'
What's wrong, wrong with you
Why don't you tell me-
I can help you if you let me, baby, yes I can

I understand, that you're only one man
So much you can take, baby
Yes I understand that you've on,y got two hands

Stare into space
I see shadows of apin cross your face
You avoid my advice, you avoid my embrace, baby

What's wrong, wrong with you
Why don't you tell me what cha goin' through, darlin'
What's wrong, wrong with you
Why don't you tell me-

I won't tell a single soul, my, my, my baby yeah-uh
Yeah, you gotta, I gotta, we gotta talk about it-uh
No doubt about it, hm
Let it go, ho-ho, set it free, hee, hee, hee-baby
Uh, I'd like to listen, huh, I'd like to listen, baby, huh

Tell me, tell me everything, baby, babe-huh
I will understand, I will understand, I promise, baby
Tell me now, tell me, huh, tell me
Oww-hey-hey, hey, hey-ee
I believe-hey-hey, baby
God Almighty, baby, tell it all to me
Don't cha fold nothin' in, baby, don't cha hold it baby