Cold cold cold cold feet There was a little boy once upon a time Who in spite of his young age and small size knew his mind For every copper penny and clover he would find Make a wish for better days the end of hard times For no more cold feet His

Somewhere in time Love never goes You'll always be inside of me And I know when love is true It's always with you I came to realize We met on timeless hills And in the evening mist we kissed And time stood still

H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A LP, Jay-Z, help me up It starts with Fo' shizzle my nizzle used to dribble down in VA Oh they havin good old time out there This is fun Ladies and gentlemen let's put our hands together for the astonishing Welcome ladies

I hope that someone gets my I'll send an SOS to the world Message in a bottle, yeah I'm sending out an SOS Just a castaway, an island lost at sea oh Another lonely day, there's no one here but me oh More loneliness than any man could bear Rescue me

You're face to face With the man who sold the world We passed upon the stair We spoke of was and when Although I wasn't there He said I was his friend Which came as some surprise

To be somebody, to be somebody I don't need you for me to be somebody To be somebody I don't need you, 'cause I got me Let me move, let me breathe Oh, if you leave me here, I'll end up suffocating I'm in this safe space, this empty hallway I can't be

Can't even close my eyes Whoa, my baby can't be found Lord, I believe this is the end Now here it is three o' clock in the mornin' Oh, three o' clock in the mornin', baby Well, I can't find my baby Lord, and I can't be satisfied Lord, I've looked around

Into the arms of sorrow Deeper I'm falling Follow me down Blindly descending The echoes of my voice The shadows I cast There must be serenity Imprisoned, inside this mind Hiding behind the empty smiles

I guess happy hour ain’t so happy without her All year ‘round can’t catch a buzz from the suds And the tears they’re pourin’ down on me Send me out to sea and take me to a place where the whiskey’s a little more sour No, I’m drinkin’ this beer Now you

Maybe we've outgrown all the things that we once loved But what are we running from? A show of hands from those in this audience of one Where have they gone? And now all my friends are gone I can still remember The words and what they meant As we etched