Life is seen more clearly through our tears Cause we all find some faith When we face our fears When my life's goin like I want God becomes an after thought And I start trying to build my Heaven here A better believer would look to the skies And shout

High hopes, when you let it go, go out and start again But it's not that easy High hopes, oh, when it all comes to an end And the world keeps spinning Broken bottles in the hotel lobby Seems to me like I'm just scared of never feeling it again I know

Got no self control And I don't mean cigarettes and alcohol 'Cause when it comes to you I can't say no I don't want a taste, I want it all I don't wanna taste, I want it all One little kiss can turn into a thousand One little touch and I'm gone When it

Let down and hanging around Crushed like a bug in the ground Transport, motorways and tramlines Starting and then stopping Taking off and landing The emptiest of feelings Disappointed people, clinging on to bottles When it comes it's so, so, disappointing

What goes around, comes around What goes up, must come down Don't play with me, don't play with me, 'cause Now who's cryin', desirin' to come back to me I remember when I was sittin' home alone Waiting for you 'til three o'clock in the morn Weren't you

'Round midnight Let our love take wing some midnight Let the angels sing For your returning Let our love be safe and sound When old midnight comes around It begins to tell 'round midnight I do pretty well 'til after sundown Suppertime I'm feeling sad

Ridin’ down the highway Who wants to be the DJ I’ll find a spot on the side of the road You find something on the radio A real, real good song We'll know it when it comes on We had no money and no place to go All we needed was a radio Seventeen, the only

By the time this night is over The stars are gonna shine On two lovers in love And when the morning comes It's gonna find us together In a love that's just begun Two hearts are gonna fly To the heavens above And we'll get closer

Fabolous, Funk Flex Vol. 4 niggas see'mon It's gettin' hard to dodge the women But I'm still pitching hard white balls Faster than Roger Clemens, Ya know the kid with the O's That's as large as linens When it comes to sellin' trees I'm as large as

High hopes, when you let it go, go out and start again But it's not that easy High hopes, oh, when it all comes to an end And the world keeps spinning Broken bottles in the hotel lobby Seems to me like I'm just scared of never feeling it again I know