Lyrics:
Day by day I'm lost for words to say
I try and speak but the words won't come
You and I should take these wings and fly
It's time to ring every
or waking, dear, I find
The very thought of you
And I forget to do
The little ordinary things
That everyone ought to do
I'm living in a kind of daydream
the single ladies
Now put your hands up
Up in the club, just broke up
I'm doing my own little thing
You decided to dip and now you wanna trip
'Cause
it means giving up my life
I'm willing to give it up, give it up
Always one who loves more than the other, but
I don't mind, I don't mind
Little
Jimmy climbs on board that ol' yellow bus
It sure looks big in his little eyes
His momma waves, as her tears kick up the dust
It's never easy
easily traced
Yes and everybody knew at times she cried
But women like Louise they get by
Well everybody thought it kind of sad
When they found
I wish I were a little swallow
And I had wings, and I could fly
I'd fly away to my false-true lover
And when he'd speak I would deny
But I am not
thing
You're flying without wings
Some find it sharing every morning
Some in their solitary nights
You'll find it in the words of others
A simple
Destroyed, but what for?
When I get signed, homie, I'ma act a fool
Hit the dance floor, strobe lights in the room
Snatch your little secretary bitch for
he was her man nearly all of the time
Well Johnny he packed up to leave her but he promised he'd be back
He said he had a little pickin' to do
and on the table.
I gave up my world so many times
Just to see 'em tear it apart
Oh, Lord have a little bit of pity
On my poor old heart.
I wonder just how
checkin' things off my to-do list
Treat my temper like my family, I ain't tryna lose it
Say a little, do a lot, woo, no excuses
Yeah, yo, they asked me
It's just like Noah's ark
There's two of every kind
Pretty girls and boys in drag
Walking a fine thin line
Shaking hands and busing cheeks
could all be so so kind
If you'd just leave your tread mill powertrip behind
Oh leave your treadmill powertrip behind
And maybe it's best that you're
ring
Crying in misery
'Cause it won't spend one more evening
Staring back at me.
It may be by choice or a small inner voice I can't say
When you
Treat her gently. Treat her kind
She doesn't even know her own mind
Treat her simply, take it slow
Make it easy, let her know
You'll never find
will always love you, I will always love you)
(I hope life) I hope life
(Treats you kind) will treat you kind
(And I hope) I hope
You have all that
religion out of lovin'
I'll make a dirty little convert out of you
They treat you like a red-headed stepchild
And try to keep you nailed to the floor
Join
think I'll go in here check it out
And see what's on the bar
What is the game plan what's with this job
What's the problem at home
That's the problem by
head
But there's just some things that can't be said
Without a little walk on water kind of faith
And that's how I learned to pray
Have you ever
Yeah, you're such a gentleman
You always open doors for me
But you see us kind of different
It's like, you always have to be
The first one to open
try acting sad, you'll only make me glad
Better listen little girl, if you going walking down the street
I ain't got no love, I ain't the kind to meet
anymore
Far from home now
Waiting by the telephone
There's a new world
You can make it on your own
Are you still proud of your little boy
Don't be
around, with my baby
You stole her heart 'cause she ain't used to your kind.
With your fancy clothes and your uptown style
It didn't take you but
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