As long as you're a black man, you're an African So don't care where you come from No mind your nationality You've got the identity of an African Don't care where you come from You have got the identity of an African 'Cause if you come from Clarendon

I'm wondering where you are Wondering why you had to go I've got you on my mind I'm feeling kind of sad and low Got you on my mind Feeling kind of sad and low Tears begin to fall Every time I hear your name No matter how I try

Oh Havana I've been searching for you everywhere In Rosalinda's eyes Crazy Latin dancing solo down in Herald Square I know what I would see there I can always find my Cuban skies I play nights in the Spanish part of town I've got music in my hands The

Akon (akon) This is the ultimate journey of your life Where the weak die and the strong survive Prepare to suffer 40 days and 40 nights Strap on your boots because you got a long hike Just another journey, another journey into time

Baby you're a dreamer You don't know what I need, yeah Now I know you got heart But come back from the stars 'Cause baby you're a dreamer And we all have a dream, yeah We can't live in the dark I can't see where you are Before the nightmare comes to play

Change that will make everything okay Well the stars are out tonight And I got nowhere to go But my nowhere is somewhere You really don't wanna know And in the morning, I'll be at the stoplight Looking kinda strange Asking for forgiveness And begging for

You've got to show me love So, baby if you want me Words are so easy to say, but Heartbreaks and promises I've had more than my share I'm tired of giving my love And getting nowhere, nowhere It's been so long since I've touched the wanting hand

And can you feel the love tonight It's enough to make kings and vagabonds Believe the very best It is where we are It's enough for this wide eyed wanderer That we got this far How it's laid to rest There's a calm surrender to the rush of day When the

One time, never give it up Two times, for all the love I got Three for you, where are you? One time, for the hips I got Two times, shaken to the top C'est Murphy qui l'a dit Three for you, I miss you too Everything was going well, no obligation Thought

I've got to go where you are Chloe! Chloe! Someone's calling, no reply Nightshade's falling, hear him sigh Empty spaces in his eyes Empty arms outstretched, he's crying Through the black of night If it's dark or bright I'll go through the dismal swampland