Ev'ry second I live, that's the promise I make Baby, that's what I'll give, if that's what it takes If that's what it takes Every day If that's what
that what I gotta do To make you love me Make you love me Do I gotta turn the sand into the sea Is that what you want from me I've done everything that
have than you Just can't stay away I love you I love you Even the sun is nothin' to me I'd rather have you The warmth that it gives soon would grow
A perfect day, the sun is sinkin' low As evening falls, the gentle breezes blow The time we shared went by so fast Just like a dream, we knew it couldn
watched the hazy sun Sinking in the sea You can leave it all behind And sail to Lahaina Just like the missionaries did So many years ago They even
ya Church [Reverend preaching] Now in this world that we live in, there's all kinds of pimps You got ya playas, ya ballas, ya macs, ya gorrilla pimps that
give a fuck about what these niggas say man They even talked about Jesus [Fabolous] I ain't mad at when it rain, cause I know the sun is somewhere shinin
get under the sun when the weather get cold 8 ball five when the seven gets old [Chorus: Mike Shorey] Hey hey stop that mama Can't you see that I'm a
sun go down On Echo Beach I watch the sun go down From nine to five I have to spend my time at work My job is very boring - I'm an office clerk The only think that
know (That's for all time) Baby you gotta know (That's for all time) Say that you never know (That's for all time) Baby you gotta know (That's for all
ill say.U + me baby yea any day.Hit my spot & watch how i spread. Think i was nightquil da way i put her to bed. Girl change into that Victoria Secret thing that
Bush isn't really being all that inaccurate When he says, we're winning the war 'cause it's staggering But thats 'cause we're killing everybody that
was blessed to have lived in her pious womb But what could i say that could even near the space that describes the grace of this woman's beautiful majestic ways nothing That
is. I got the, the gift of gab, somethin that you wish you had, Don't even get a strap naw I'd rather kick a rap Enjoy the place that you livin' at
gonna shine though Come up on ya treasure trove Like the sun explode Check up in the paper In the mirror for ya horoscope Walking on a tightrope Go for something, I don't even
the ocean floor coastin' 'Til they stop rollin' so far That no sonar would list them To the point that no one would even believe that we existed I know that
through Michael Jacksons eyes stories rumours and accusations so I gotta stay self conscious of my hand gestures before they call me a Mason or say that I?m working with satan but even