I'm in a trance Hey baby tell me can't you hear me calling I want to try to stop this life I take too much in the Saturday night I wake up in the morning And the sun begins to shine The day did sneak up on the night I see your face and I see myself

Still writing songs about You on my bed and a mini bar three day I've gotten drunk on whiskey and women Broke up in places that we've never been in Spending all night and all day trying to say something new But it's no use I'm still writing songs about

And I'm backwater blues done call me to pack my things And go and I'm backwater blues done call me to pack my things Said when it rains five days and skies turn dark as night I woke up this mornin', can't even get out of my door When it thunders and

Find out what she's puttin' down I won't even call I won't even write I'm checking on my baby So many nights and days Well, I've been out of town Well, I caught me a plane Flew back that same night Checking on my baby

On the day the wall came down They threw the locks onto the ground And with glasses as high we raised a cry for freedom had arrived The Ship of Fools had finally run aground Promises lit up the night like paper doves in flight I dreamed you had left my

We should have no ending, like limits to a sky Rather hear a good night, let's not say goodbye We should take what's left and make it right (We're gonna make it right) We should sleep all day and stay up all night (We're staying up all night) If London

All day, all night All night, all day Ready fi get di cook up hype an Ya see we nah stray, we roll tight Alla mi girls get ya hands up for mi hype Dutty Rockin' it from Kingston J-A Let's ride, all night

Bring those speakers up on blast, play it all night long This that brand new instrumental I heard he put his city on So until that day, just keep that Kells inside your playlist and Lace up, Kells Ay yo, this that shit you bob your head to That boy Kells

Time goes by so slowly Every little thing that you say or do I'm hung up, I'm hung up on you Waiting for your call baby night and day I'm fed up, I'm tired of waiting on you Time goes by so slowly for those who wait No time to hesitate Those who run seem

It was not two days. a night and a day I look back at the man I was before A sorry stranger banged up on the shore Your warm arms tore the walls down. The devil with the damned things anyway They were of no use, just a frame From there he would watch,