Hear what it´s sayin´ And listen to your heart hear what it´s sayin´ It´s never too late, too late to Stop, look, listen to your heart (Stop right now and listen to your heart) (Stop, look) You´re alone all the time Does it ever puzzle you

I'll pay a penny for your thoughts A nickle for your kiss, I will I will pay anything to know what's on your mind Tell me what's on your mind Listen honey baby There's something that I've gotta make clear You may have had other lovers in your life That

Now we're listenin' to old Alabama A little dixieland delight and it feels so right Oh, play me some old Alabama She'd rather wear a pair of cut-off jeans Than a fancy evening dress And with her windows rolled down And her hair all blown around She's a

Man I just wanna go flex Gold on my teeth and on my neck And I'm stone cold with the flex With my squad and I'm smokin' up a check Knowing all of this I'm just talking shit to the ones that'll listen I came with the heat man, I swear I'm never missing

(All I want is you) Come on over, come on over baby Now baby don't be shy You better cross the line I'm gonna love you right Come over here baby Oh, you make me go crazy Listen to me 'Cause all I want is you

Touched a dream Last night I Girl you just don't know Last night was incredible. Listen. Check it out. Last night, I felt the skies open up and rain down heaven Last night, I felt the sun, the moon and the stars come together Last night, I heard an angel

When we were young When we were young we belonged to someone and that was easy Well you can’t be found if you’re not all alone You fell asleep listening to me linger on About how it used to be In the backseat My oldest friend, You know me then, You know

Listen what they say (listen what they say) I wouldn't do that (ooh, ooh) 54-46 was my number, was my number, man Can you hear me say, yeah? (yeah yeah) Right now, someone else has that number Stick it up, mister Can you hear what I'm saying now, yeah

Now we're listenin' to old Alabama A little dixieland delight and it feels so right Oh, play me some old Alabama She'd rather wear a pair of cut-off jeans Than a fancy evening dress And with her windows rolled down And her hair all blown around She's a

Bring it out so we can sing it out At night when the stars are near Is it mine, is it mine, is it mine to know? All of my life I felt that you were listening Watching for ways to help me stay in tune Lord of my dreams, although confusion Keeps trying to