(Oh, higher, higher) (Oh, high up in the sky) I need somebody, I need a witness When I'm looking in your face You give me faith I feel this faith This must be fate What do I know? To look in your eyes when you see the vision

Maybe I'm just Wonder who you're dreaming of Maybe it's a case of paranoia Nervous that I'll never really know ya What do I feel? Who do I trust? Smile when you're sleeping Oh, 'cause I could just see you with wine on your t-shirt And somebody else on

'Cuz you can't (Ahh-ahh-ahh) get this stuff no more How many times does somebody lie Keep that in mind, when we say goodbye Got me a date with a supermodel. Ha ha ha I know, I know I figured "Fuck it" Dinner at the hotel, champagne bottle Steak and

That you like somebody Wanna hold somebody Why can't we keep it on the sweet side See how it feels to take a slow ride Well, you know how it goes When you meet somebody But you just can't stand To think about somebody

Is there somebody who can watch you? I know it's me that's supposed to love you And when I'm home you know I got you I preferred it before We should ring dad more Lost our house Hold me close I stopped by, just to wash my clothes Is there somebody who

I'm waitin' Baby, any time you're ready Even ten years from now If you haven't found somebody I promise, I'll be around Tell me when you're ready Baby, tell me when you're ready Don't know why I tried 'Cause ain't nobody like you

And when you wanna be wanted And you need to be needed When you wanna move on 'Cause you want somebody Who's nothing like he is You know I've always been waiting And I guess what I'm saying Is I am that man

That you like somebody Wanna hold somebody Why can't we keep it on the sweet side See how it feels to take a slow ride Well, you know how it goes When you meet somebody But you just can't stand To think about somebody

You know you at the top when only heaven's right above it We on, it's Young Money, motherfucker If you ain't runnin' wit' it, run from it, motherfucker, all right Now somebody show some money in this bitch I got my gun in my boo purse And I don't bust

"Somebody lift me up, yeah And give me a hannnnnd Give me a ride, I'm sliding off the highway There's a curve in the road I don't know when I'm going, crazy" Verbalizin my fiend murder Communicatin while you debatin usin machine squirters Brrap, that