Oh I wish I could be more like you Do you wish you could be more like me? Backseat of my car, in the back of my head I come alive when I hear your voice It's a beautiful sound, it's a beautiful noise Do you look up to the sky? Do you know the reasons why

"It's time" "She's gone hasn't she, Michael?" "Thank you, Mary Poppins" "I won't forget Mary Poppins " So hold on tight to those you love And maybe soon from up above You'll be blessed so keep on looking high While you're underneath the lovely London sky

Oh Lord, oh Lord Oh Lord, oh Lord, do You see us down here? Sometimes I look up to the sky When I die, put my ashes in the trash bag I don't care where they go Don't waste your money on my gravestone I'm more concerned about my soul Everybody's gon' die

Niggas done started something If you love the money, then prepare to die for it You can lay in the flames, or hug the sky for it Yo, ay yo let's get papers and pop Mo' with hoes up in skyscrapers In condominiums, overlooking our drug capers New York

Well, I just don't know the reason, And, I've got to live my own life, Woke up cryin' with the break of dawn, and, I looked up and the sky, The air was still, yet all the leaves were falling, Can you tell me why? I don't know what to say, It just seems a

(Oh, higher, higher) (Oh, high up in the sky) I need somebody, I need a witness When I'm looking in your face You give me faith I feel this faith This must be fate What do I know? To look in your eyes when you see the vision