know I'm the one that you're looking for just come running through that wide open door and run down the street that leads to my heart and I'll be waiting
is this? Three niggaz dressed in black Roley's on they wrist, feathers in they hat One tapped me on my back, then pointed at my stack Put my finger on
I heard a human voice in an adding machine and my brain slipped out of my ear Which made it hard to hear A customer clapping in approval A bird flew
's all gonna change (2x) Now the freaks wanna take me home to see If the rumors are true, so I kick open the doors and windows To let the world hear
it oh, it's good for nothing Put your heart in my hands and I won't hurt you Put your heart in my hands, I promise not to Put your heart in my hands
Her voice imbedded in my head An embezzle in my heart It?s spelling her name, and its telling me Because I can get her in my hands To put her on my arm
way to go, Just trust your heart. To find what you're here for, Open another door. I'm not sure anymore. It's just so hard. The voices in my head,
crazy Shady made me, but tonight Shady's rocka-by-baby And when I'm gone, just carry on, don't mourn Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice
says that we Can't come to the phone And I know it makes no sense 'Cuz you walked out the door But it's the only way I hear your voice anymore (It'
Let my inspiration flow In token rhyme, suggesting rhythm That will not forsake you Till my tale is told and done While the firelight's aglow Strange
and I beg you call the tune, anybody's choice, I can hear your voice. Wo, oh, what I want to know, how does the song go? Come hear Uncle John's Band
I beg you call the tune Anybody's choice, I can hear your voice Whoa oh, what I want to know, how does the song go? Come hear uncle John's band by the
and strumming Everything they heard from you Hello, hello, hello, hello, goodbye Looking back across the years Other matters disappear In the murmur I can hear Familiar voices
things I thought I'd figured out, I have to learn again I've been tryin' to get down to the heart of the matter But my will gets weak and my heart is
I'm livin' good Now they get my voice mail, hear them callin' me rude Sometimes I feel bad most of the time I don't 'Cuz if I don't protect my shit other
, cool wind in my hair Warm smell of colitas rising up through the air Up ahead in the distance I saw a shimmering light My head grew heavy and my sight
them again (oh oh oh) voices in my head the voices, the voices, the voices voices in my head the voices (oh), the voices, the voices someone's there at the door
