Where do we stand? What am I supposed to do? Reach out your hand In a world I thought I knew I need the clearest indication The clearest indication from you Give me the clearest indication I'm not alone with you You left left in the morning You left left without a

Dear Sobriety Please come back to me I left left you high and dry I'm doomed for good this time I swore I wouldn't be I need you desperately Oh but I'm making a fool of me My hands are shaking But I can still pour the mistake that I'm making

Real nigga, I We see eye to eye Get high, touch the sky Right hand in the air Left Left hand in the pot Over that, 'bout they mad I see green in your eyes, it don't lie (green) Blew dollar bills in them hills to the sky (yeah)

I can feel the draw It’s pulling me back It’s pulling me I can feel it pulling me back Don’t listen to your friends Just listen to your friends I can feel it’s pulling me back In my left left hand there is the familiar

Your sudden death from above While alone and left left abandoned With the sentence you've been handed All your angels will ignore you As your life flashes before you Even still you keep on fighting Through the thunder and the lightning And now Heaven sends

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 left to hold Just an empty space surrounded by

The way you almost held my hand, dear The time you kissed my cheek The words that never left left your lips, love But I heard week after week The waltzes that we left left untaken The glances drove us mad The life we didn't live together And the love that we

All I want is somebody to love me like I do I'm burning up quiet fire Take my hand do with it what you will I'm in dire need You walk away nothing left left to say but bye, bye blue eyes And I, no I don't understand Well you can call me half crazy call me

'Cause I still got a lot of leavin' left to do I guess the Lord made me hard to handle So lovin' me might be a long shot gamble So before you go and turn me on Be sure that you can turn me loose These old boots still got a lot of ground They ain't

Don't make me choose Don't make me If you really love me You would never judge me I would never do that to you Don't make me Between my left left hand and my right Between my love and my life Either way I lose