And wild is the wind Wild is the wind You touch me I hear the sound of mandolins You kiss me With your kiss my life begins All things to me Don't you know you're life itself Like a leaf clings to a tree

I know that we can make it Just take my hand, we'll make a stand (Hey) It's you and me. The world will see Oh we can make it I would do anything, anything a man can do You're my strength and weakness I give it all for you I would climb any mountain How

I couldn't resist him His eyes were like yours His hair was exactly the shade of brown He's just not as tall, but I couldn't tell It was dark and I was lying down You are everything he means nothing to me I can't even remember his name Why're you so

This is a mean old world, try and live it by yourself. I've got the blues, gonna pack my things and go. Sometimes I wonder why can your love be so cold? Can't get the one you love, have to use somebody else. Guess you don't love me, babe, loving mister

Do you ooh you Two hour long conversations on the phone Can't get you out of my mind Baby are you feeling me, feeling you Everything you say and everything you do Gets me lost in your days at a time Tell me are you feeling me, feeling you

My destination Your destination And feeling the way I do Wouldn't last mile without you When I'm losing the way The things that you say Take me there Is by your side Right by your side

Light it light it, puff it puff it, pass it, pass it I've been puffing, rolling up Cop a lot and pourin' up Plus my niggas know the plug A generation's thrown on drugs Don't give a fuck about your man I'm just seeing what it's hitting for (Bitch I'm

Nothing at all I just wanna lay in my bed Don't feel like picking up my phone So leave a message at the tone 'Cause today I swear I'm not doing anything Ooh hoo ooh hoo Hoo ooh ooh Today I don't feel like doing anything

Resolutions, baby they come and go Will I do any of these things? The answers probably no If there's one thing I must do, despite my greatest fears I'm gonna say to you, I felt all of these years I'm gonna tell you how I feel Next year, things are gonna

This is a mean old world, try and live it by yourself. I've got the blues, gonna pack my things and go. Sometimes I wonder why can your love be so cold? Can't get the one you love, have to use somebody else. Guess you don't love me, babe, loving mister