matter fact I think you better call Tyrone (Call him) And tell him come on, help you get your shit (Come on, come on, come on) You need to call Tyrone
matter of fact I think you better call Tyrone (Call him) And tell him, come on, help you get your shit (Come on, come on, come on) You need to call Tyrone
Don't need no rich bitch, to tell me which Fork to use, I paid my dues In a rat-trap building called New York Livin' off beans, greens, and pork In
Aw, she didn't bat an eye As I packed my bags to leave I thought she would start to cry Or sit around my room and grieve But y'all, the girl She fooled
Hey girl, now I know You've been waiting for me much too long But I got caught up in traffic One turn I made was wrong You see the DJ on the radio Was
If you can't depend On no one else And you?re trying to make it through life All by yourself Look to me, I'll be there I'll come to your aid no matter
So many dreams come and go We blink our eyes Time flies by we don?t know What ever happened to those childhood years? When we thought we could fly
Yea... It was one of those moments When everything changes She was, climbing out of a Chevrolet on the passenger's side I must've been staring 'cause
Caught in the middle of a crossfire Lost my balance on a high wire Trying to figure out what to do Pushed to the edge of my reason Everywhere around
I remember the cold December I remember the star crosses sky I remember how the morning came up singing, and it found two dreamers hangin on to the night
Sittin' in the airport waiting for the plane to come One man walks, one man runs Seems to me every burden every care Is about to slip into the air Some
Just have a little patience, I?m still hurting from a love I lost I?m feeling your frustration But in a minute all the pain will stop Just hold me close
I hear your voice from down below The sweetest sound I've ever known You call me closer to the edge To take a step and just let it go I know I want you
Hey, get your things, it's time to go You make me glad I'm not alone In silence we hear the tires upon the road I turned to you and asked you why You
I don't love you baby Don't love you at all I don't want you baby Don't want you at all I fear it's worse than that I fear it's worse than that Chorus
People get ready There's something in the air Creeping in slow so we don't even notice Brothers and sisters beware People get ready Open up your
Did I really need her, was it just a sweet dream That lingers in the morning, like a melody Over and over, all through the day, I can't stop thinkin
First time I saw you standing on the corner Thought maybe I'd died and went to Heaven But I got to thinking and baby, I knew better 'Cause I know that
