My ghetto gospel Those who wish to follow me I welcome with my hands And the red sun sinks at last Into the hills of gold And peace to this young warrior Without the sound of guns Uh, hit em with a little ghetto gospel If I could recollect before my hood

If you let me treasure you Treasure, that is what you are Honey you're my golden star You know you can make my wish come true I know that you don't know it, but you're fine, so fine Oh girl I'm gonna show you when you're mine, oh mine You are my

Whiskey in your glass, here's to turning up, Slowing down and cars that go real fast, We were laughing and living, drinking and wishing, And thinking as that checkered flag was waving, Sure would like to stay in Talladega (Talladega) It was the summer

My California king In this California king bed We're ten thousand miles apart I'll be California wishing on these stars For you're heart on me So how come when I reach out my finger Chest to chest Nose to nose Palm to palm

Wish upon a star Take a step enter the land Walk through the air Take my hand Wishmaster's will Join him the quest for dream A make-believe Is all we ever need No matter who you are

Something in, something inside of me Screaming oh oh Let me live let me live Does anybody feel me? There's something in, something inside of me Let me live out loud This ain't what I need Wish I could be

I wish I'd be like you You wish you'd be like me Qui sort heureux d'ici? Pourquoi faire semblant de bien l'aimer? Car en attendant, c'est bête mais elle veut lui ressembler Pourquoi faire semblant de bien aller? Dominique elle ment You make me feel, you

And bullet proof Limb by limb and tooth by tooth Tearing up inside of me Every day every hour I wish that I was bullet proof Heat the pins and stab them in You have turned me into this

At the end of the river the sundown beams All the relics of a life long lived Here, weary traveler rest your wand Sleep the journey from your eyes A kite above a graveyard grey At the end of the line far far away A child holding on to the magic of birth

Somewhere over the rainbow, way up high There's a land that I've heard of once in a lullaby. Somewhere over the rainbow, skies are blue And the dreams that you dare to dream, Really do come true. Someday I'll wish upon a star And wake up where the clouds