Can you love me again? I need to know now, know now Now I’m rising from the ground Rising up to you Filled with all the strength I found There's nothing I can’t do! I told you once again, Do this again, do this again oh no Know I’ve done wrong,

Even though I know it's been tough I can't stress enough no matter what, mama I love you You've always been there by my side You've taught the wrong from the right, mama I love you This for you (uh) there ain't one day that go by where I don't think

What is this thing called love? This funny thing called love Just who can solve its mystery? And why should it make a fool of me? I saw you there, one wonderful day But you took my heart and you threw my heart away That's why I ask the Lord up in heaven

'Cause your love is better Than any love I know. It's like thunder and lightning, The way you love me is frightening. You better knock, knock on wood, baby. I don't want to lose you, this good thing That I got 'cause if I do I will surely, Surely lose a

Oh, be something you love and understand "And be a simple kind of man Baby be a simple kind of man Oh, won't you do this for me, son, if you can" And you can do this, oh baby, if you try All that I want for you, my son, is to be satisfied" Mama told me

Pretty fucking This is joy, this is summer Keep alive, stay alive Got your medal on, we're alone Making sweet love, takin' time "Look guys, Jacksons!" That's a pretty fucking fast year flew by That's a pretty long third gear in this car Glidin' on the

Oh oh oh, the sweetest thing I'm losing you Ain't love the sweetest thing Baby's got blue skies up ahead Oh oh, the sweetest thing My love she throws me like a rubber ball She won't catch me or break my fall But in this I'm a rain cloud You know she

White America! Little Eric looks just like this Erica loves my shit I go to T-R-L, look how many hugs I get I could be one of your kids I Could be one of your kids I never would've dreamed in a million years I'd see So many motherfuckin' people who feel

He ain't feelin' anythin' My love, my hurt or the sting of this rain All he can say is, "Man ain't it such a nice day?" Like dead flowers I feel like the flowers in this vase He just brought 'em home one day, "Ain't they beautiful?" he said They been

You are the crutch of this disease And I've been locked in your machine Sit here and rot, or break this deal My mouth is shut, my lips are sealed Your state of mind revealed That my love for you was real They say in time wounds heal But I got nothing