There's a quiet storm Too good for me If I tell you Will you keep on loving me And it never felt like this before Giving me something that's taboo (Sometimes I think you're just too good for me) You give me the sweetest taboo That's why I'm in love with

I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground I've got no roots uh uh uh uh 'Cause I've got memories and travel like gypsies in the night And a thousand times I've seen this road A thousand times But I've got memories and travel like gypsies in

I saw you again and again and again There's some room to move on, to move on, to move on And I saw you again and again and again How do we fix this if we never have vision At times like these It's obvious I saw you again I think you used me again Should

There's a quiet storm Too good for me If I tell you Will you keep on loving me And it never felt like this before Giving me something that's taboo (Sometimes I think you're just too good for me) You give me the sweetest taboo That's why I'm in love with

You're just a dead giveaway. (Even though you try) (Baby we know why). How long you gonna carry on This one on one charade Let's don't and then say we did That's the game you like to play. We've been through this so many times The end results always the

Oh-h-hh baby, here I go again Missin you crazy And oh-h-hh lately all I think about Oh-h-hh is what we could be doing now Been running this highway like a greyhound Ain't nothing left for me to see And sometimes I just wish that I could break down And

I just don't understand The ways of the world today Sometimes I feel Like there's nothing to live for So I'm longing for the days of yesterday Won't somebody tell me Remember back in the time When the only sign we had was pickets But now in '94, it be

Devil's Island! Devil's Island! And here on Devil's Island, The light that fill my lonely cell, Is blocked out by the key, That locks the door to this hell, The place they wanted me. Time's racing like the wind, Execution's near. Oh Lord, I wait for

Ain't this what they've been waiting for? I used to pray for times like this, to rhyme like this So I had to grind like that to shine like this In a matter of time I spent on some locked up shit In the back of the paddy wagon, cuffs locked on wrists See

And it feels all right No more, from a voice that breaks the awkward silence No more, never heard so loud before Made the same mistakes a thousand times Never meant to be like this so I say No more tonight Take another shot, show me what you got It was