Are you lonely Is it me you're looking for Are you sad Sad from all the wasted years Are you lonely Is it me you're looking for Is it me you're looking
? Maybe I can fill the hole Are you lonely? Is it me you're looking for? Are you sad? You're sad from all the wasted years Are you lonely? Is it me you
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the beat, it never lets me down zone in and let it rola yo I got to say hola, Orange county to Angola I go back to the beat, it never lets me down zone
dishes, when the sink's full And when the refrigerator's empty well it's time, it's time, it's time, it's time to go the store You put your books on
it movin, gotta keep on steppin. The Man Upstairs is our only protection. It's very necessary you remember this is temporary. [Bizzy:] Political think I'm illiterate, little ol' me-I get so cynical. It
I feel a vast desire Years of pain are flowing down my arms. Sweet, red, warm stream you drink, make me released Give me your hand, let me make you feel
word through all the land, Jerusalem is lost, Jerusalem is lost, Jerusalem is lost;" "Tell me what to do", said the king upon his throne, "but speak to me
old necklace The one I snuck from the fucked Abbess Whose dirty little secret, other than me Now shone with bold intensity Vast the power it possessed
Drones of carrion law Drove the ghosts of my forbears To rove and rally once more This is a waking for England From it?s reticent doze This is a waking
I can feel distress and dismay for me. The sea Is the great well of fantasy Whose source is our melancholy From which springs up and flows [Chorus] The sea Is
daily toil That Old familiar smell Fallen leaves return to our Soil From the First Day it has been with Me Since My First steps Outsite it's been there
receptions everywhere you go Blinded with desire - guess the season is on So you train by shadow boxing, search for the truth But it's all, but it
t understand Give me one more chance Let me please explain It's all been circumstance I'll tell you once again It took me for a ride Promising a vast
blame me Your poetry was never in vast supply So if you're less than inspired, I wouldn't cry Your broken heart is hardly the reason why So don't blame me
day as I walked with my son hand in hand, He said, there are things that I don't understand, How high is the sky? what makes it so blue? And tell me,
frame I feel so vast I'm all around myself Imaginative interaction But I keep struggling inside to hold this always Forever there Is it the fear to fall
