Lyrics:
of wine
I know wonder can't be fine
Then cause of that you have to be true
So can you still be a happy girl
That is all be fine in this way
This time,
to carry your son
I am waiting in a silent prayer
I am frightened by the load I bear
In a world as cold as stone
Must I walk this path alone?
Be with
As the years roll by I often wonder
If we will all be together someday
And each night as I wander through the graveyard
Darkness finds me as I kneel to pray
the back
I get my currency in stacks, California's where I'm at
Ridin', pass by while these niggas wonder why
I got shot but didn't die, let 'em see who's
of old Kentucky
I watched her bloom as the years roll by
And to me there'll never be another
I'll love her 'til the day I die
Oh in dreams I see my
I wish I had a pair of little magic glasses
That I could see the future just by lookin' through
Then I could know what road tomorrow's gonna take me
She's a Miss Beautiful Supreme
A girl that others wish that they could be
If there's seven wonders of the world
Then I know she's gotta be number
Sometimes I sit and I stare at the rain
Isn't rain filled with sorrow?
Wonder if I'll see my home again
Will it be dry tomorrow?
Time passes
Do I ever wonder?
More than words can say
Heaven knows it´s hard enough to pray
Let me tell you something
There´s a change in me
Even now
Tempted and tried, we're oft made to wonder
Why it should be thus all the day long;
While there are others living about us,
Never molested, though
Tempted and tried, we're oft made to wonder
Why it should be thus all the day long;
While there are others living about us,
Never molested, though
ordered a la carte
I wonder if she will be
Always a fantasy
Will I ever find the girl in my mind?
The one who is my ideal
Maybe she's a dream and yet
Well you pass around the pipe and you all get high
Never even stop and wonder why
Maybe it's because you wanna die
Maybe it's just he the way
ordered a la carte
I wonder if she will be
Always a fantasy
Will I ever find the girl in my mind?
The one who is my ideal
Maybe she's a dream and yet
Sometimes I sit and I stare at the rain
Isn't rain filled with sorrow?
Wonder if I'll see my home again
Will it be dry tomorrow?
Time passes
Sometimes I sit and I stare at the rain
Isn't rain filled with sorrow?
Wonder if I'll see my home again
Will it be dry tomorrow?
Time passes
Sometimes I sit and I stare at the rain
Isn't rain filled with sorrow?
Wonder if I'll see my home again
Will it be dry tomorrow?
Time passes
said by now that I'll be finished, hard to tell (I can tell)
My little fifteen minutes lasted long as hell, huh?
I left a nigga on read 'cause I felt
Kaw-Liga was a wooden Indian, standin' by the door
He fell in love with an indian maid, over in the antique store
Kaw-Liga, ooh
Just stood there,
My love must be a kind of blind love,
I can't see anyone but you
And dear, I wonder if you find love,
An optical illusion, too?
Are the stars out
the pounding of my heart and that's why
You must be an angel
I can see it in your eyes
Full of wonder and surprise
And just now I realize
Ooh, you're
Well, I know that I may have had my share
Of failing and falling
But I have come to understand
One thing remains
By all he's done, I have been made
To carry your son
I am waiting in a silent prayer
I am frightened by the load I bear
In a world as cold as stone,
Must I walk this path alone?
Be with
way?
I can hear the voice inside my head
Saying you should be with me instead
Every time I'm feeling down, I wonder
What would it be like with
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