Always looking out Always lookin' Sometimes time doesn't heal Just stand still While we fall In or out of love again I doubt I'm gonna win you back When you got eyes like that It won't let me in If I had eyes in the back of my head

For the Bible tells me so Yes Jesus loves me for the Bible tells me so Yes Jesus loves me Jesus loves me this I know Little ones to him belong They are weak but he is strong Oh, yes Jesus loves me Pressing on the up away Always guide me Lord I pray

As a man can be Baby, please Down in the deep blue see I'm blue and lonesome I'm blue and lonesome, yeah I don't have no headache about myself My love has gone away from me Baby, please come back to me Come on home to me

Fuck what they heard, tell 'em, mind they business If you want it, baby, I'll go and get it Treat it like a pony, the way you ride that shit Know you love a nigga, you ain't gotta hide that shit Get in that pussy and I'm never leavin' with it You a real

I'm a highway star And everything I love it and I need it Alright hold on tight Nobody gonna take my car I'm gonna race it to the ground Nobody gonna beat my car It's gonna break the speed of sound Oooh it's a killing machine

A little rain fallin' A little clock keep away the time Well now, a little rain keep a-fallin' On this little love of mine Little flowers open Little birds keep a-singin' tune A little flower open A little birds keep-a singin' tune I would like to love

Yeah the woman in me Needs the man in you The woman in me Needs you to be The man in my arms To hold tenderly 'Cause I'm a woman in love And it's you I run to I'm not always strong

I'm looking for you Drifting on a memory Ain't no place I'd rather be Than with you, loving you Day will make a way for night All we'll need is candlelight And a song soft and long, well

It’s a fragile thing, this life we lead, If I think too much, I can’t get over When by the grace, by which we live Our lives with death over our shoulders Want you to know, that should I go, I always loved you, held you high above too Hear the sirens,

Tangerine, Tangerine, living reflection from a dream I was her love, she was my queen, and now a thousand years between Measuring a summer's day, I only finds it slips away to grey The hours, they bring me pain Thinking how it used to be Does she still