I wanna be... Can it be I stayed away too long? Did I leave your mind when I was gone? It's not my thing trying get back But this time let me tell you where I'm at I wanna, wanna be where you are, oh oh I wanna wanna be where you are, oh oh

Anybody seen my baby Anybody seen her around It's three in the afternoon If I just close my eyes She confessed her love Then she vanished on the breeze Trying to hold on to that was just impossible She was more than beautiful Closer to ethereal

I'm on my way, on my way, on my way down On my way, on my way, on my way down You're the one that was trying to keep me way down But like the sun know you know I found my way back round Crooked smile, we could style on 'em (back 'round) (You're the one

I'm just trying to get it right And in spite of all I should've done I was not mad at you I was not trying to tear you down The words that I could've used I was too scared to say out loud If I cannot break your fall I'll pick you up right off the ground

It don't make any sense to me And I wonder This life makes no sense to me I've got to run away I was just trying to be myself Have it your way; I'll meet you in hell It's hypocritical of you Do as you say, not as you do

Only God knows Only God knows the trouble on my mind Only God knows how hard I've been trying So, you don't know how to explain heaven? Well, god knows There's more to life than living a wise man told me this Or maybe it was me who wrote it, I can't

What hurts the most was being so close And havin' so much to say And watchin' you walk away And never knowin' what could've been And not seein' that lovin' you Is what I was trying to do I can take the rain on the roof of this empty house That don't

Don't you worry, baby, no sense trying to change it I'ma strike these matches, never had control I'm ready to let go, no, was I fooling myself? I'ma spread these ashes, never had control I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready to let go Sun went down, sun went

And nobody knows it but me. I should have been chasing you, That you were all that mattered to me, That I kept inside of me and maybe, That what we had was all we ever need. I should have been trying to prove, I should have said all the things, I could

Soon as I thought I was having a good time This nigga think he slick See, everybody trying hit me with the homie convo And the homie convo Turn into the money convo (I ain't gon' beat around the bush my nigga Let a nigga borrow a couple hundred dollars