You're still there for me, wherever there might be And if an ocean lies between us I'll send a message across the sea That you can sleep tonight, knowing it's alright I believe that you were listening to my song You've been here all along You're with me

Baby fall into my kiss It should just happen like this Trust it so much that there's no one else but us and This moment that says it's so right 'Cause that's all we have in this life Give it all we got tonight July moonlight shines Your pretty little

Hold on, Holy Ghost It's the day of the dead Better run, here we come Go on, hold me close So long to the ones you know We come from a world of oblivion, bad dreams I got all I need strapped right to my head stream I'm not really bad, I'm just made up of

God bless the dead God bless the dead (that's right) (that's right) Rest in peace to my motherfucker Biggy Smallz That's right bwoy It's goin on, right here God bless the dead, and buried nigga Don't worry if you see God first Tell him shit got worse, I

Right in front of me 'Cause if it breaks, she may not come again I've been sittin', waitin' for your love, and all the time it's been here Words, be gentle when you speak into her heart Hands, don't let her go, 'cause then the midnight icy winds will

Sometimes you'll laugh Sometimes you'll cry You'll find your point when You will exhale (yeah, yeah, say) Everyone falls in love sometime Sometimes it's wrong, and sometimes it's right For every win, someone must fail But there comes a point when

Priscilla, Priscilla It's a difficult thing being Queen to the King How'd you get him to yourself? Between the whistle calls and Southern dolls He's always in high demand We turn around and the world's right there Woman to woman, I'm starting to see

And I wish you were right here, right now It's all good I wish you would I wish you would, I wish you would (I I I I, I I I wish, I wish, I) I wish you would come back Wish I'd never hung up the phone like I did I wish you knew that I'd never forget you

Priscilla, Priscilla It's a difficult thing being Queen to the King How'd you get him to yourself? Between the whistle calls and Southern dolls He's always in high demand We turn around and the world's right there Woman to woman, I'm starting to see

You're so far away from me You're so far So far I just can't see And you're so far away from me You're so far away from me, all right When you're so far away from me Here I am again in this mean old town And where are you when the sun goes down I'm tired