I swear I'll love you in a different way So let me redefine you And you can see the tide move Just like tears in the eyes do And when you're feeling alone Oh, baby, I'll be right here Between the sea and silence So breathe easy my dear You can find

And on on, and on, and on we go You are the love of my life We love who we are but now it's gone Let's leave before we eat each other alive This time we know we know Can't get her out of my head This place is a mess Holding onto cobwebs

One two three four five Six seven eight nine ten Now in Spanish, then in French We'll say that twice again We love you all (also forwards) I'll be gone about a week Oh, by the way, I brought brought her pillow

Comes love, nothing can be done Comes a rainstorm, put your rubbers on your feet Comes a snowstorm, you can get a little heat Comes a fire, then you know just what to do Blow a tire, you can buy another shoe Don't try hiding, cause there isn't any use

Did you leave a piece of love behind What's wrong, baby What's on your mind What is on your mind Time can heal a broken heart Oh, but does it really ease the mind I know it's hard for you Though you say that you're not longing for my touch I know it

Cherry blossom girl Tell me why can't it be true I don't want to be shy Can't stand it anymore I just want to say 'Hi' To the one I love I feel sick all day long From not being with you I just want to go out

She said, when I be in the club Posted with my thugs, that I be so elegant She can't get enough I'm looking at your body, yeah and I can't get enough Just know, it ain't fuckin' love I'm getting to the money and the money come alive She can't get enough

I want you bad! I want you, I want you, But you got me thinking maybe, just maybe, I don't know what to do! I'm in love with, Someone else's girl You, rock my world, But you're the one that I can't have, Girl, I want you bad!

Why can't we be friends, when we are lovers? 'Cause it always ends with us hating each other Instead of calling me out you should be pulling me in I've just got one more thing to say And irony is okay, I suppose Culture is to blame You try and mask your

Get into the groove Boy you've got to prove Your love to me, yeah Get up on your feet, yeah Step to the beat Boy what will it be Only when I'm dancing can I feel this free At night I lock the doors, where no one else can see I'm tired of dancing here all