And her eyes. Hurt the way they do. Almost like they'd seen. Almost like they knew. And her words. Soft as they could be. Tied me to her soul. And couldn't set me free.
Some dey do, some dey don't do. Some dey won't do,. Some won't even try. How are you to know. You got to go and ask it. How are you go and ask it. Maybe you move it by.