Lyrics:
And stole her right out of my hands
I didn't even see you comin' until you were gone
I had it figured right down to the letter
But you never figured into
, somebody, somebody out there)
He's got his eye on your soul, his hand on your heart
He says, don't hurry, baby
Somebody up there (somebody)
Somebody
, somebody, somebody out there)
He's got his eye on your soul, his hand on your heart
He says, don't hurry, baby
Somebody up there (somebody)
Somebody
Somebody's gotta be there when it gets ugly
Somebody's gotta be there when it gets bloody
Somebody's gotta get their hands dirty
Yo, it's a fucked
, reach out your hand and help me (help me, help me, help)
Oh, to, to lean on your shoulder now
I tried to follow but it don't fit me
See, I'm hard
are you doing to me (yeah, yeah)
I have spent all my years in believing you (oooh, oooh, believing you)
But I just can't get no relief, Lord
Somebody
being whore
This nigga you keep calling your best friend
But I can sense it's getting out of hands
Why can't I be your bf and best friend
Spend a lot
gotta be flippin' the style I'm kicking just a little bit
Somebody gotta be into it
Somebody gotta be out of it
Somebody gotta be up for it
Somebody
and the rolling types
I know I'm gonna stick with ya
When the hard times hit
Somebody's gotta stand in the storm
In the lightning, when it pours
Be strong
sunny days
And the colours that surround you fade away
Look to your side
Reach out your hand
'Cause you know someone's waiting here for you
somebody
Be somebody today
You've got to help somebody help somebody help somebody, help somebody,
Help somebody along the way
Reach out and touch somebody
Reach out and touch
Somebody's hand
Make this world a better place
If you can
Reach out and touch
Somebody's hand
Make this world a better
Reach out and touch
Somebody's hand
Make this world a better place
If you can
Reach out and touch
Somebody's hand
Make this world a better
a bag of tricks
You stuck your hand out the window trying to show me gold
Your forty-second street Rolex was kinda old
I wrote a number, and I know you
(yeah)
Somebody mom gon' cry tonight
('Cause) 'cause this murda, murda
Somebody gon' bleed tonight
All my, gon' to eat tonight (yes, they are)
Somebody running through the field
Somebody should've stayed home
Somebody picking out the body of somebody they were getting to know
Somebody
store
Cried, don't make me go back there anymore
You bought me candy for the drive home
I didn't eat it, stared out the window
Put on my headphones
When my mind is giving out
And my heart is slowing down
Can you help me out, I need somebody
Need somebody, need somebody now
(I need somebody now)
and breathe
You understand me?
See it, you know, you out there on that dance floor
And you with your partner and y'all, y'all holding hands
And y'all
smile
But you would never have known
(You would never have known)
Though I'm thinking you've realized
(Somebody's looking out for you tonight)
I guess
for which we pray, what's going on
When our children can't play , homeless can't eat
There's got to be a better way, what's going on
When we politically
pain
Where's the love for which we pray
What's going on
When our children can't play
Homeless can't eat
There's got to be a better way
What's going
the love for which we pray
What's going on
When our children can't play
Homeless can't eat
There's got to be a better way
What's going on
When we politically
the love for which we pray
What's going on
When our children can't play
Homeless can't eat
There's got to be a better way
What's going on
When we politically
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