[Verse 1:] I Guess It's That Time Of Year When The Clouds Go Away, And All My Blue Skies Are Fading Today Now The Rains Pouring Down And I'm Soaking
you too much I can't let go of your love 'Cause I live for your touch And I can't think of your need [?] 'Cause I think about us No matter how hard I
Lookin' at her favourite photograph Always thought that I could make you laugh And now you seem so cold And I'm just cold Tell me girl what's your explanation
[Verse 1:] It's been a minute since I've seen you And I've been trying to forget you I know without you I'm a better man But there's just one thing that
s over (over), over (over), over (over) too late, baby (it's too late) wish we (wish we), could be but it's over (over), over (over), over (over) http://www.lyvido.com/matt-cab
She could be the one (yea) She could be the one (yea) She could be the one (yea) She could be the one the one See u let it go it knocks me off my feet
(Baby I need you, I need you) One more kiss One more touch One more chance I would die Just to live And see your face again I'm stuck in this life
Damn baby Just don't understand where we went wrong I gave you my heart I gave you my soul I gave you? As a matter of fact I was the one who said I
[feat. Elisha Laverne] Close to you! oh, yeah! I was really high, kept it to myself, The way I feel about you... I wasn't sure how you felt I know that
The way you put it down on me I can't explain it honestly I'm at a lost for words You got my tongue tied Cause you fulfilled my fantasy Where there's
[Verse 1:] She got me goin' crazy Thinkin' about the things we used to be All the things she meant to me How she said she'd never leave Don't know how
fine But could you walk and talk at the same time And It's my mine name that is on that Jag So remove your bags let me call you a cab Standing in
'em up The Dodge got a hemmy in it, Game got a Remy in 'em In and out of lanes like a New York cab I'm Mr. Ol' King, that New York cab Who's this fake
me tenderness The cab driver guy is my friend I look around me and all I can see Is that I'm not like you NO! I'm not who you are And no matter how
confusion in my head Will U accept my tears 2 pay the fare? CHORUS Oh! Lady cab driver, can U take me 4 a ride? (Hey, that's my taxi) CHORUS This is 4 the cab
de sac Davey havok's house is painted black We will grow old and fatter We got our ville nothing else matters Trashy, mod, and kath are staying up Nathan, matt
spokes My candy paint straight from the honeycomb Wood grain interior leather an' chrome Everybody ride out, it's on, it's on Hey, yo, that's my cab,
