Torn disbelieving separation This is for you, everything I am This is for you, take it from me Breathe me in,I am forever Deep within,I am eternal Breathe me in I close my eyes to see you I close my eyes But there is no escaping this

Aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh Aaah aaah aaah aaah Lord, I miss you child I've been sleeping all alone Lord I miss you Oooh oooh oooh I've been holding out so long I've been hanging on the phone

I can't let no fuck niggas round me Money on my mind All the time, all the time Slangin', sellin', niggas tellin' Catchin' feelings, on the low Friends switchin', different women With you every night Prayin', sinnin', sinnin', prayin' That the Lord, take

And I know how it's to be, yeah Cause, I think I'm goin' blind There is nothing more for you and I I'm ninety three, you're sixteen And I know how it should be Some are young and some are free But I think I'm goin' blind Little lady, can't you see You're

When it come to loving, I ain't never done I'm 74 years young I've been all around the world, everywhere is home Drink wine with kings and the Rolling Stones 'Cause I'm 74 years young I'm 74 years young, there ain't nothing I haven't done I've been a dog

You can't forget about me While you weren't lookin' I was gettin' even higher Say what you want about me Your words are gasoline on my fire You can hate me, underestimate me Do what you do cause what you do don't phase me Just when you think I'm at the

A we a guard dem out a street Late at night when dem a sleep Me and unno, bombaclat Big up the lion dem weh roar fi a cause Defend your community at all cost Never yet run, stand your ground to the last Real outlaw, people love we, because No old woman

Baby go ahead I'll be your hatred and your pain This is killing us all I don't care if I fall We're the dying, we are the damned I'll be the villain you can blame I'll be the belle of the brawl Be the lust in us all I'm the diva of the damned

Tell me why, haven't I heard from you I said now darlin', honey, what is your excuse Why haven't I heard from you So tell me why, haven't I, heard from you Tell me why, haven't I, heard from you Well back in 1876 an ol' boy named Bell Invented a

I signed it with love from me to you I tried to be cool But my feelings they don't allow me to And all that I ask Is that at least you write me back I'm waiting Here's my paper heart Ends up with you