Sometimes good intentions It’s all talk, talk, talk Talkin' in the wind It only slows you down If you start listenin' And it’s a whole lot harder to shine Don’t come across so well

Oh Lord I feel fine today, I'm walking on cloud nine today. I'm over that line today, Happiness is finally mine today. I guess I'm just a lucky guy And I'm prepared to tell you why. It's strictly on account Of my sweet potato pie. I'm the fellow that she

It's time that I make time for that Take a deep breath of mountain air Put on my glove and play some catch Wade the shore and cast a line Look up a long lost friend of mine Sit on the porch and give my girl a kiss Start livin', that's the next thing on

I know it was you He whispers secrets through a thick mustache And she listens to him Flicks her cigarette's ash And smoke hangs velvet curtains And hides her lips And she hopes to hell it's worth all her health risks 'Cause everyone requires a plan I

Whose world is this? It's mine, it's mine, it's mine (The world is yours, the world is yours) I'm out for presidents to represent me (say what?) I sip the Dom P, watching "Gandhi" 'til I'm charged Then writing in my book of rhymes, all the words past the

Waste my time Not so sure that I'll be yours And baby you could be mine It's all about hanging out Cause you know how to waste my time Friends are telling me I lost my mind When I hooked up with you Maybe that's true They say that I'll wake up one day

There is no greater love Than what I feel for you You're the sweetest thing I have ever known And to think that You are mine alone In all the world, it's true No greater love No greater love, no heart so true

Sometimes good intentions It’s all talk, talk, talk Talkin' in the wind It only slows you down If you start listenin' And it’s a whole lot harder to shine Don’t come across so well

These will be the years The lights will all appear But now they're mine The sun hits like a bullet of faith And then suddenly I'm wide awake Fake bliss, our apologies made Was an enemy with no escape My hands were tied So grab on to desire and run away

And it's undivided I don't party on Friday night I don't party on Saturday no more What goes on in my life, what goes on in my mind (She understands me) They said you should take time, that's why I'm giving her mine Woah, woah, woah I ain't hit the club,