I don't know you anymore Supposed to be the man That I live my life by We both know what it is And your attitude become a bore And I'm so tired I cant even cry If you were like all other men I can see you ahead of me But I'm not always forward thinkin'

Not a night goes by, I don't dream of wandering Through the home that might have been I listened to my pride when my heart cried out for you Now every day I wake again In a house that might have been a home, a home I mistook the warnings for wisdom From

River of no return You'll never get my mind right Like two ships passing in the night Want the same thing where we lay A different way from where I'm going Oh, its you again listen this isn't a reunion So sorry if I turn my head Yours is a familiar face

Mister Magic, take a token Mister Magic, of my love Mister Magic, I see you through the smoke Mister Magic Every day I see you My hands were made for you And you always give me stress free point of view Pick you up after school Without you I'm misery

To know know know him Is to love love love him Just to see that smile Makes my life worthwhile I really do Oh I'll be good to him I'll bring joy to him oh oh Everyone says there'll come a day

I believe (I believe) I raise my hands, bow my head I'm finding more and more truth in the words written in red They tell me that there's more to life than just what I can see Old man Wrigley lived in that white house Down the street where I grew up

And I question myself again: what is it 'bout men? It's bricked up in my head, it's shoved under my bed My destructive side has grown a mile wide Understand once he was a family man So surely I would never, ever go through it first hand Emulate all the

In the words written in red They tell me that there's more to life Said, "I raise my hands I'm findin' more and more truth Old man Wrigley lived in that white house Down the street where I grew up

They tried to make me go to rehab Yes, I been black But when I come back, you'll know, know, know I said, "no, no, no" I ain't got the time And if my daddy thinks I'm fine He's tried to make me go to rehab I won't go, go, go I'd rather be at home with a

In the words written in red They tell me that there's more to life Said, "I raise my hands I'm findin' more and more truth Old man Wrigley lived in that white house Down the street where I grew up