Well woman the way the time cold I wanna be keepin' you warm I got the right temperature for shelter you from the storm Oh Lord, gyal I got the right tactics to turn you on And girl I, wanna be the papa you can be the mom oh oh Make I see the gyal dem

Oh, maybe you're the right one Ooh, and now I understand You could've slipped through my hands Well, I just can't wait anymore There's a chance we can make it We just gotta take it Endless are the nights I stay with you Endless are the dreams

So hold up and, take it through the night And we should follow through, to make it alright Now grab each others' hands, get 'em all I wanna see you rock to the piano It's not hard, (it's not hard) But I'd rather make a song they can play on the radio

Nothing can come between us if you just hold, Hold my, hold, hold my, hold my hand, hold my hand 'Cause I been there before and you've been there before 'Cause I can make it alright till the morning (Hold my hand) Akon and MJ oh yeah yeah This life don't

It's so easy after all Think before you make up your mind You don't seem to realize I can do this on my own And if I fall I'll take it all It's too late You must be dreaming Believe me, it's alright Some say we're never meant to grow up

I got a test for you You said you want my heart Well baby you can have it all I got a lot of boys And we can make you right And if you get too high (That north north, that up top, that OVO and that XO)

As they thank the Lord the blind can't see Like a plague fed to the brain deadly disease I'd run away tonight with my mind still intact You gotta make it alright And we're at it again, I turn around another fucking war, man I don't know where to begin,

Did you find your fear? And everyone was saved Yeah, we can make it here Do you understand the people that we are Do you believe right from the start Do you see that everybody needs Do you feel when you're burning in that hell Do you fear the marching of

(Momma can you carry me?) To the early morning I wanna make it right My faith is buried somewhere underneath the town (Until it’s paid for) Strawberry season, my sweetheart is coming ‘round (After it rains and pour) How did you find me here? It must be

When your long day is over And you can barely drag your feet The weight of the world Is on your shoulders I know what you need Bring it on home to me You've got someone here Wants to make it all right