Treasure the questions as they rage in my mind I treasure the questions some day I will find I ran out of answers such a long time ago And I treasure
that of Christ?s glory It?s for us to relate and share in faith Have not my conduct with you, been above reproach And those who question my heart, they
Move on Like a wind that's always blowing, life is flowing Move on Like the sunrise in the morning, life is dawning Move on How I treasure every minute
Story Of My Life Now And Forever This Is The Love Just Because There's None Better I Can't Forget The Ever 'Cause You're My Lady Treasure Never Is A
street Now let me ask my niggaz (why?) {Jay-Z} They say the good die young, in the hood where I'm from I only got one question to that - why the fuck
m still curteous with my greeting, brother I'm eating And his style sounded similar to someone elses So evidently he's been cheating But I couldn't question
a hand outstretched. Not to give, not to take, but to simply -- caress. We kissed -- a passageway to secrets still unspoken, promises unbroken answers to questions
me Yeah, Reach, Reach out to me Can't you see I need you to hold me Should I beg for mercy Can I be the one you treasure Should I question knowledge
is in charge of finding a treasure in the dark And watching over lucky clover isn't that bizarre Every little thing the reflex does leaves you answered with a question
doctor that ain't been baffled Ain't no thug that never cried Ain't no preacher that never lied There's no rumor that ain't been passed Ain't no question
periwinkle blue medallions Gilded galleons spilled across the ocean floor Treasure somewhere in the sea and he will find where Never mind their questions
: There's a state of grace that happens every day It's a feeling I thought lost or locked away Another question to an answer that I know Oh, are you
stuff Isn't it neat? Wouldn't you think my collection's complete? Wouldn't you think I'm the girl The girl who has everything? Look at this trove Treasures
' that stuff out to all them grifitie guys Yo shut the fuck up chico man Could paint three of those murils for some of that action" "Professor, what's another word for pirate treasure
stray boy in the shade And how I wish to know what love is like To find someone to contemplate There's a voice and a million answers To the questions
: (life) I long for days like this My heart pounds when you are near The gift of life Treasure it, for it is pure Embrace it with all your heart Not
moves with all the mommies The back of the club, sippin Moet, is where you'll find me The back of the club, mackin hoes, my crew's behind me Mad question