Why he's here I will never know He makes you know you feel Like somewhere to go Mr. Sun won't you shine? Mr. Sun just you shine Walking with a man called
smiled hard down upon, A love that's shared, Heaven's awaiting those who dare, Are you and me going to happen, Are you and me going to happen soon? A
Have two eyes but I cannot see, I have a heart, but I cannot feel anything, Don't give up now, I'm almost there, I got a mouth but it doesn't say, The
Gee, Ma you might find it hard to believe, But, I think I've finely found a home, The weather's lovely, There's so much to see, And people who know
Hello cruel word, So this is you, A broken heart, A withered view, I'm looking out to face another day. The angry mob, The happy mass, This birthday
do you see? Am I alright? I'm alright, I once had a heart, I was ripped from it, And then spat out, Like a cherry pit, And if I seem a little hard,
like a mockingbird, Nothing like a mockingbird, Mockingbird Franklin, Don't it get to you? Mockingbird Franklin, I'm a lot like you, I'm a lot like
Oh, she comes on like a fog, Then she goes out like a nuerotic dog, So now I'm sitting here thingking all day long, Looking out the window with a blue
Lane, Have to buy an island, To wash away my pain, I'm stuck in mud, Spinning my wheels, And I'm all alone on the Road to Nowheresville, I want to meet a
Never much of a hopeful man, Nothing good to say, But I couldn't help it when I saw her, I had to know, She don't know where to go, She don't know how
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I adore, The one I carry with me forever more, There may not be a day for a due reunion, There way not be a day for us, One day you'll look and see, A
shine? Why he's here I will never know He makes you know you feel Like somewhere to go Mr. Sun won't you shine? Mr. Sun just you shine Walking with a man called
1] Struggle and pain wha she fell all de while And she want a good man to give her de style Wild child So she dere pon me file It's a long time now me
and pain wha she fell all de while And she want a good man to give her de style Wild child So she dere pon me file Its a long time now me wha plow
? Flat line on the E-K-G Verse 2 Well I was home late at night watchin' TV Got a call from my girl sayin' \"RiRi Saw your man in the club I thought he
boogie jumps me Brother brother, please, turn on the TV See a black man dead, from a white man's powder See a white man scared, from a black man's power
I'm not a balla (balla) Sell up on those cities like a blue night crawler (ahhh) Call her on the celly, work my jelly Meet the mami at the telly, roll a