tears, calm your fears I'll give freely, just ask of me I'll take away your pain, remove all shame My love's for sure cry no more, cry no more So you
tears, calm your fears, I'll give freely, just ask of me. I'll take away your pain, remove all shame, my love's for sure, cry no more, cry no more
you A little bit of patience is a virtue, too (remember) Don?t be rude, don?t forget what Mama told you You know it?s true, you?ll catch more flies
write what I do or see the felonies from day to day make me say what I say when I die my art will be worth more than Picasso's Don't cry for me, smile
teeth That have rotten too soon That can haul up the sails That can swallow the moon And he yells to the cook With his arms open wide "Hey, bring me more
see a chance to put myself on this stand, and I see that I am not the only man I can do more, I can do more, I can do more than sit back and let you
to say that if it was'nt for you i would'nt be here today and i apoligize for all the times i made you cry and all the times i made you hate and momma
the angels in the heaven that be holdin the sky There's my brother I could cry, for the fact I can't hug him no more But my tears go to heaven and I
that died And all the angels in the heaven that be holdin' the sky There's my brother I could cry, for the fact I can't hug him no more But my tears
a ton" The world for you has just begun, now go Darien have some fun But don't abuse time on earth 'cause time's worth more than gold The here is here
I portray love, that is just my ideal Like sculptures of stone that can never be real For I am a man with romance in my soul Do I cry for the moon as
cry And you swear that it's over It seems you've pack your bags like every night Girl I know inside We could be so much more But everytime the smallest
actually write what I do or see The felonies from day to day make me say what I say When I die my art will be worth more than Picasso's Don't cry for
teeth that have rotted too soon That can haul up the sails that can swallow the moon And he yells to the cook with his arms open wide "Oh, bring me more
teeth that have rotted too soon That can haul up the sails that can swallow the moon And he yells to the cook with his arms open wide "Hey, bring me more
only place you're safe from dead So help me god I'm comin' back .....Portland, Oregon Yet another victim of this heinous trail of street violence takes a fall as the townspeople cry for more
