Yeah, she's the Yeah, she's the boss and I'm an old romantic doing favors, don't look good on paper But when she looks behind these eyes, girl I can see the psyche, and baby I like it Yeah, she's the Yeah, she's the, old romantic doing

I should've let you know, that you're my only one Said, "I don't understand, how you don't got a man" You want me in your bed, 'cause I've been in your head You don't wanna, you don't wanna, you don't wanna You don't wanna, you don't wanna I know you're

I'm gonna follow the sun Oh, oh, oh, oh Now I'm gonna tell my momma That I'm a traveller Don't stop, you got to move I'm never gonna stop Keep moving on, moving on Follow the sun Hop back to my heart

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh, oh oh I just wanna keep calling your name until you come back home Until you come back home Up all night, all night and every day What is happening to me? I don't wanna live forever (co-co-co-come back home) I don't wanna fit

You were just one of my phases, ah yeah We got too drunk, we got too high On the night we graduated We got locked up in my bedroom And I swear I didn't fake it Fell in love when we were faded Don't make this complicated I'm sorry if I hurt you

Dont'cha know I With my head hangin' down And I wonder Who's lovin' you And girl since I don't think All I can do When I (when I) had you (had you)

So please don't take my sunshine away You are my sunshine my only sunshine You make me happy when skies are grey You'll never know dear how much I love you I'll always love you and make you happy If you will only say the same But if you leave me for

No man is an island No one should be on their own Look at the horizon, 'cause love will always take you home She said all hearts break, don't lose faith You can't live life that way 'Cause when you go solo, in the feeling solo You become your own worst

You won't wanna go home And it feels so good in my arms 'Cause we'll wake up together Don't look back, when you're holding me 'Cause I know what this love was meant to be One day we're gonna wake up together We'll find love here together We're gonna wake

How you let a nigga in the feds out do you Your pockets in the red and I don't wanna talk to you If I ain't a millionaire then my lil boy can grow a pussy If Guwop ain't bout his business then Popeye must be a sissy And if you ain't getting money I don't