Hush now, don't explain Don't explain Just say you'll remain Unless you're mad, don't explain My love, don't explain What is there to gain? Skip that lipstick You know that I love you And what loving does

I feel it coming, I feel it coming, babe I feel it coming, babe You've been scared of love and what it did to you You don't have to run, I know what you've been through Just a simple touch and it can set you free We don't have to rush when you're alone

I will never let you down When you say you've had enough And you might just give it up When you feeling low on love I’ll be what you dreaming of 'Cause I’ve been sick and working all week And I’ve been doing just fine You’ve been tired of watching me

(That's the kind of love) That's the kind of love I've been dreaming of What you'd do to me tonight In that kind of love And that's the kind of love Honey, this club here is stuck up

This could be love Don't know what to do with you baby You just got me actin' so crazy And I think this could be love I just can't say no to you baby Whatever you want I'm so gone I can't think And I think it might be love

Clued up and now I get it Just make the best of what you have To love the good and live the bad 'Cause sometimes it's beauty, sometimes it's pain Sometimes it's sunshine, and sometimes it's rain It don't stop affecting me, the world keeps testing me On a

Take a look around the world Don't tell your man what you don't do right Not tell him all the things that make you cry But check yourself for your own shit / shame And don't be making love like it's always You see such bad things happening There are many

Buju be and Red Rat love dem bad Without gal pickney What kind of fun we woulda have RR: When we see dem we glad Miles upon miles whey mi ready to trod, can't tired BB: I don't know what them have Like magnet to steel RR: That's why a nuff we have, me

Wouldn't they do. Whatever they say, Whatever they do, I'll always love you. When I hold your hand, I could fly a zillion miles with you. When I see your grace, I can see you're God's words come true. Every little bird above the haze,

What my heart needs is a woman's touch A tender hand to fix it up Its rough and ragged edges sure could use some love Lately I've been lookin' through the windows of my soul And I can see there's not much left to hold Just an empty space surrounded by