Nothing can come between us if you just hold, Hold my, hold, hold my, hold my hand, hold my hand 'Cause I been there before and you've been there before 'Cause I can make it alright till the morning (Hold my hand) Akon and MJ oh yeah yeah This life don't

And I can't tell if you're laughing Between each smile there's a tear in your eye There's a train leaving town in an hour Its not waiting for you and neither am I One last thing I beg you please just before you go I've watched you fly on paper wings half

When love gets a hold of you It's just a matter of time It's gonna hit you right between the eyes You'll wake up in the middle of the night I'll be the only thing on your mind Won't be able to shake it loose Before you have your first cup of coffee

(Oh) the thunder, Hell or Glory I don't want anything in between Then came a baby boy with long eyelashes Daddy said, "you gotta show the world the thunder!" Life's just a pay stub on death Only less diligent

I can hear your heart, your heart And I just wanna lay you down your burdens, all your fears And I don't need your deepest secrets whisper in my ear 'Cause I can hear your heart, your heart Side by side Between the streets, before the night I found you

Nobody but me Straight to my lover's heart its for me Cupid please hear my cry And let your arrow fly But just between the two of us our love is conceiled So help me if you will So, Cupid draw back your bow And let your arrow go Cupid draw back your bow

Whoa-a-whoa-a-whoa And I don't know which side to take Whoa-a-whoa-ooo-o And people try and calm me down (it can only get better) It's just the way it is Yeah, it's all right Whoa-a-whoa-a-whoa There's a war between my head and my heart

A man can't face the cold, hard truth And closing time is when I'll leave. Till then it's just between this bottle and me. Yeah, this is just between the bottle and me. With nothing less than 90 proof. Didn't come in here for your sympathy, And a honky

A man can't face the cold, hard truth And closing time is when I'll leave. Till then it's just between this bottle and me. Yeah, this is just between the bottle and me. With nothing less than 90 proof. Didn't come in here for your sympathy, And a honky

A man can't face the cold, hard truth And closing time is when I'll leave. Till then it's just between this bottle and me. Yeah, this is just between the bottle and me. With nothing less than 90 proof. Didn't come in here for your sympathy, And a honky