Friends that can't be friends
That's where you and I stand
Confused and upset
With how things are
Frustrations in our own situations
The present prevents our future
Thats what's happening now
We come between what should be
What could be
A potential reality
Potential happi-
-ness
Us
Full of bliss
You're my weakness
I can't help this
Can't help but
Chase after you
You run
That's what you do
I follow
Such a silly fool
Hooked on you
You make me high
I love you
You make me die
Always dead
Dreams in my head
Climbing to the next step
It's long overdue
You're afraid?
Your scared?
Look at me
Don't be
Fly free
Fly with me
Take that chance
Come and dance
Slowly
Tease me
Don't worry
Caress my face
We'll follow your pace
Please don't leave
Stay
Grab my hand
Lets venture off this way
Let me be your tongue twista
Fresh
You love it, sista
Call me be your mista
Name me "Baby"
I'll be your honey
You got my word ma
We good money
I'm ready
.
Sunday, September 26, 2010
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