Girl, I guess I should have known Dancing on my bed to a Fugee song Just killing me softly You left me laying here with my eyes closed Stole my heart with a kiss right under my nose But you ransacked my drawers, cluttered up my floors And made a mess of

You'll forget who you were before Come and find your love at the heartland (heartland) Ain't nothin' you're looking for You've had enough but you wanted more Come and lose yourself at the heartland (heartland) Give it up, you can have it all in the

We can overcome No matter what it is we've faced It's now part of us (part of us) No matter what we've faced in this life All these moments of pain Must add up to something Our bodies have been trained to keep it all in But our hearts still hold on Some

I give my heart to you I give my heart 'cause nothing Can compare in this world to you And we have gone through good and bad times But your unconditional love was always on my mind You've been there from the start for me And your love's always been true

If this was the thing to do Call, break it off Call, break my own heart Maybe I would have been something you'd be good at Maybe you would have been something I'd be good at But now we'll never know I won't be sad but in case, I'll go there everyday To

We were designed to last Fast cheap thrills They have been made to pass Deep true love Girl that’s my kind of jam Till I met you We were made to last Every girl I ever kissed : nothing but a lie Swore I was the only one guy in this world that they ever

But I don't own a single gun I don't own a single gun But if I did you'd be the one To hold it, aim it, make all of the bad men run I don't have a sweetheart yet But if I did I'd break my neck To please her, make her want to stay in my arms she'd rest

You’re heaven to me Yeah she's so real my lady Well the chimes of my kingdom rang And the Lord has advised me to do my thing And I ain’t no believer baby But you must have one or two things to do with a place above I’d like to call you my one true love

It begins to tell, 'round midnight, midnight. I do pretty well, till after sundown, Suppertime I'm feelin' sad; But it really gets bad, 'round midnight. Memories always start 'round midnight Haven't got the heart to stand those memories, When my heart is

In the hearts of men In the arms of mothers In the parts we play to convince others We know what we're doing We're doing it right May have written books on the subject But then you may still be surprised By your tone over the phone To your sister while