Our gift divine Some of us choose to live gracefully Some can get caught in the maze And lose their way home This is the life we belong to In the heart of your most solemn barren night When your soul's turned inside out Have you questioned all the

If we chase the stars to lose our shadows Peter Pan and Wendy turned out fine If it's you and me forever If it's you and me right now That'd be alright So won't you fly with me I'd be alright So won't you fly

It's all your fault Because you were perfect You called me beautiful You turned me out And now I can't turn back But I'm running out of air And it's not fair I hold my breath I conjure up the thought of being gone

(Hmm, hum, hum) Ah, she keeps me moanin', groanin' Hey, because I feel so good, feel real good Why can't nobody love me like my baby does? Young girl turned out to be two times Quite the woman that I thought she was Oh she keeps me moanin', groanin' Hey,

Show me what you doin' I want the lights turned on Have them lights turned on Show me what you do to me, me Show me how you do it I don't wanna lose Small chick with a fat ass Did I say that out loud, let me backtrack I know my game ain't that bad

Oh, we must have been out of our minds I thought I loved another, not you How foolish I thought the same, too They both turned out to be the wrong kind We said our goodbyes long ago Never thinking we'd miss each other so All the memories we can't leave

Here's your one chance Fancy don't let me down I remember it all very well lookin' back It was the summer I turned eighteen We lived in a one room, rundown shack On the outskirts of New Orleans We didn't have money for food or rent To say the least we

You caught me smilin' again Hangin' loose 'cause you ain't used To see me turned on I'll be gone and it won't take you long To climb a tree about me I ain't down I'll be around to carry on In my pain, I'll be sane To take your hand

Please come home My friends think I'm insane cause I've turned old and gray And I'm still waiting and I cannot be alone. Please come home. it must have been about 100 years... at least 100 years... I wish you could come back- just come back home. The

At the house Got a yellow backdoor porch party light Got a speaker in the window playing Barry White You and me out here swaying, star-gazing Gonna bring it back in, break the candles out Get the mood turned on and the lights out Lose a little something