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Love Faces [Originally Performed by Trey Songz] (DJ Cover This) · Womans Touch (Charly) · Genesis: The Birth of Songz Demo (Trey Songz) · Trey Day (Trey Songz) · Trey Anastasio (Trey Anastasio) · Trey Day [U.S. Version] (Trey Songz) · Trey Lorenz (Trey Lorenz) · Trey Anastasio (Trey Anastasio) · Music to Make Your Ears Hurt Trey (Without M.F. Order) · Put Your Hand in the Hand & Greatest Inspirational Crossover Songs (Mike Curb) – and 90 other albums »


the essence in a younger woman's heart
Knowing adolescence is the finest form of art

Back in the days of cavemen
Women learned how to capture power
By
off of the speed at which life progressed
From meetin' Trey in Atlanta to doin' a cameo in his video 
Which made everything right with X (Songz)
I
Prepare you sweet flowers, for winter advances
And drink well the sunlight that touches your form.
Draw strength from the earth and repay her with
In a land of a woman's dream
Can we lay down with the surface seems
Reach our hand down below her waist
And give thanks in blissful, all it takes
That there is truth
To the stories of the youth
It keeps them out of hungry hands
From the beasts that hunt these lands on shadowed eves
Tavern
The years creep slowly by, Lorena
The snow is on the grass a gain
The sun's low down the sky, Lorena
The frost gleams where the flowers have been
grab one by the hand youknowhatI'msayin
And uhh, throw up that finger
Ay yo yo yo throw y'all fingers up!
Thug style baby, Thug style y'know?

Tell
The years creep slowly by, Lorena,
The snow is on the grass again,
The sun's low down the sky, Lorena,
The frost gleams where the flowers have
No matter how good a woman is
She still can't really teach him to be no man or daddy

Used to walk around with a head full of naps
Chubby young
Yo Mo Bee main, drop that shit! 

"Hey! Hey!" 
 
You know what time, boo-yaow 
I know it's time for you 
So grab one by the hand you know what
The years creep slowly by, Lorena,
The snow is on the grass again,
The sun's low down the sky, Lorena,
The frost gleams where the flowers have
that"
Money go to music so I'm steady stayin blue black
Painful platonic friendships, where the woman at?
I gotta ease the tension off, so now I'm thumbin
grab one by the hand youknowhatI'msayin
And uhh, throw up that finger
Ay yo yo yo throw y'all fingers up!
Thug style baby, Thug style y'know?

Tell
Mother and Father, both proud of the daughter
That heaven had sent them, Feleena was this baby's name.

When she was seventeen, bothered by crazy dreams
The years creep slowly by, Lorena,
The snow is on the grass again,
The sun's low down the sky, Lorena,
The frost gleams where the flowers have
womb
by the spark of the twelve gauges
Sometimes it seems like I can't go on, I can't go on
But when I envision a black man with thorns in his hand
Electrified and lit up by an outline of herself
Smiling now as only she can be.
She said I made some new connections to astound them all
In ways
fly outta my skin
Teeth pullin' on black gloves over my hand
Tryna hold on to the wheel while I'm drivin'
Only emitted before I reach this Island
and look at city and land 
And I know why farms and cities are built by hot, warm, nervous hands 

I crossed many states just to stand here now, my face
they fall to the ground

Hide away from the raging sun
Hide your love from the fire beyond

Now the woman in an aging form
She's tangled in
dreams away
And tell me her tomorrow will never become today
I say I used to know a woman just like you,
Beautiful but jaded by the multitude of men
there's someone in my house
[911 dispatch] can you please run by your address for me
[woman] 151 shenedoah, shenendoah
[911 dispatch] ma'am where inside
someone in my house, there's someone in my house

[911 dispatch] 
Can you please run by your address for me

[woman] 
151 Shenedoah, Shenendoah
while the fires were raging 
We all climbed up on the window sill 
And then we all held hands 
And jumped into the sky 

And every borough looked up
heads crawlin, too many creeps (crouchin)
And when I slide by, I glide by
Easy, pa, this ain't no drive-by
So relax the lines in your face
Ease your hands