Early this morning I opened my eyes. And caught you watching me sleep. I'm getting new looks from an old lover again. . I love you, I want you forever and always.
[Intro]. Christina Millian. Chuck B. Moore, Murder Inc.. see'mon!. . [Chorus: Christina Milian]. Spending time with you (yeah yeah yeah). Makes me feel real good (uh uh uh).
I hear music. Mighty fine music. The murmur of a morning breeze up there. The rattle of the milkman on the stair. Sure that's music. Mighty fine music.
I had to leave my life in Dallas. That town will always be you. In every crowd, on every corner. In every face I'd see you. So with nothin' more than a tank of gas.
I hear the echo of your footsteps. They're right in step with marching time. Since you've walked out of my life, out of my world. Please walk on out of my mind.
There's a stranger in town called the Hunter wild and reckless lovin' is his game. He'll whisper lies and lure you to his pitfall and leave you trapped in your own shame.
I watch the wind blow brown leaves to the ground. And blow along the sidewalks of this town. I can see the wind as it blew her hair time and time again.
J. Slate/L. Hinley/H. Delaughter. . The world needs a tune that it can hum. (Hum) The world needs a guitar it can strum. (Hum). The world needs a melody it can sing, sing, sing, sing. Yeah, let's all sing together..
Black satin slippers and the long flowing gown walking on the clouds never looking down. Baby that's you baby that's the way I look at you. But that's all right yeah that's all right lovin' you may be wrong but that's all right.
I hear the echo of your footsteps they're right in step with marching time. Since you've walked out of my life out of my world please walk on out of my mind.
The world needs a tune that it can hum, hum, hum, hum. The world needs a guitar that it can strum. World seeds a melody it can sing, sing, sing, sing.
In our search for what's right or wrong. Sometimes we travel much too long. And leave the one that's really meant for us. Back there in the dust, oh, what a shame.
If only I could walk out in the sunshine. And see the world a way my eyes should see. And if only I could hold a hand of someone who loves me. Without your shadow hanging over me.
Afternoon low tide, workin' my plan.. Got one hand in the water, the other in the sand.. Two beers in a cooler, one warm heart in place.. Got a picture in a bottle, one nailed up to a palm tree..
He got a wrinkled up rock 'n' roll T-shirt on and a beanbag for a couch. He can hold his beer but he can't hold a job and he creeps your little sister out.
New.... Ja Rule, Vita, Charlie Baltimore, Ashanti.... Fat Joe, All Murder Inc.... Irv Gotti, Chris, TNT.... Whaaaat....... . [Chorus:]. I wanna be your chick.
I'm gonna raise the Titanic. Sail across the Atlantic. And this time it ain't gonna sink. . I'm gonna sit here in this chair. With this beer and declare.