Just a boy and a girl underneath these stars shining It feels like it was meant to be yea No, I don’t think it’s coincidence Running into you here like this Sparks flying, see you smiling Girl we got some good timing Baby ain’t it crazy? We got... good

I don't know why When you're hiding from the truth It's some kind of joke When the tears are bleeding blue There's nowhere to run When the pain is caused by you It's some kind of joke In a room full of red pretend to be dumb We fall on our face pretend

And I just wanna tell you And I wish I could run to you. And I hope you know that every time I don't I bet this time of night you're still up. I bet you're tired from a long hard week. I bet you're sitting in your chair by the window looking out at the

(To stay true!!!) To all my niggas So we, mash di place, run di place, bun di place, dun di place Anyone in the place tonight you don't wanna be a witness then walk away (Akon!!!) Cause I'm a soldier that love to fight and anyone in my path will die

Turn me into someone like you Find a place that we can go to Run away and take me with you Wait just a while Don't let go I need your rescue Save me from my superstitions Now I'm free from this soul's condition And I'll greet you with a smile Hold me

Just a boy and a girl underneath these stars shining It feels like it was meant to be yea No, I don’t think it’s coincidence Running into you here like this Sparks flying, see you smiling Girl we got some good timing Baby ain’t it crazy? We got... good

Do do do do Do do do do Tonight I'll need you to stay Don't wanna call you in the nighttime Don't wanna give you all my pieces Don't wanna hand you all my trouble Don't wanna give you all my demons You'll have to watch me struggle From several rooms away

Well, cheat on, have your fun But to your own self, the most damage is done When your cheatin' days are over Don't come runnin', don't come runnin' back to me You've hurt my heart a lot of it's true But I'm not angry, I just feel sorry for you So when

They say that nigga that don't talk much is that nigga that having them large bucks We gotta make sure we hit first no more drive-bys we do walk-ups We on top ain't no runner up, come on outside take the chalk up Look like I just bought the bank all this

I wanna love now I wanna feel 'Cause I have been running too long Don't weight up this heart that you hold We must bear our souls, souls, souls Let the fate we fight take hold, hold, hold Baby when you come real close, close, close It's alright 'cause I