(Come on) Sing with me, (Sing), sing for the years (Sing it) Sing for the laughter, sing for the tears (Come on) Sing it with me, just for today, Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away These ideas are nightmares to white parents Whose worst fear

Are we just a backseat, tryna get it while we can? Are we names in a tattoo, or just a number on a hand? Are we last-call kissing or will we be reminiscing with each other for the next forty years? Are we written in the stars, baby, or are we written in

Sing with me, just for today Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear Dream until your dreams come true Sing with me, sing for the year Every time when I look in the mirror All these lines on my face

(Your feminine) fingers are like daggers Tearing me apart, with each caressing stroke My scars unravel cruel history Our love was stab wounds and lusty kisses In your eyes I see wasted tears for wasted years and heartache, heartfelt for granted You left

Sing with me, just for today Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear Dream until your dreams come true Sing with me, sing for the year Every time when I look in the mirror All these lines on my face