all the things taste bittersweet I see her smilin' even though she's gone And it keeps me turning home, yeah It keeps me turning home
Yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah Yeah, yeah Baby I just don't get it, do you enjoy being hurt? I know you smelled the perfume, the make-up on his shirt You
It's kind of crazy babe, how I remember things (Like where you came from and how you had nothing) I went and made you fly, put extras on your ride (Didn
lay down at night and think of tomorrow Go out and buy you a gun? Did you turn off that violent old movie you're watching And turn on I Love Lucy reruns
ask you, you to just desert me I can't give you what you think you gave me It's time to say goodbye to turning tables, to turning tables Turning tables, yeah, turning
like Aphrodite The Lambo new, the Lambo nice, The Lambo bad, The Lambo bright, and the cops can kiss my lambo lights, I?m Gone Hello I turn you on,
That's when I was a novelty Now you have new friends in view Found someone new Left me blue turning gray over you Yes, I'm blue turning gray over you
Turning time around Turning time around Turning time around Turning time around Well I gotta have it I gotta-gotta-gotta have it Turning, turning time around Gotta have it, turning time around Turning, turning
you've prayed to be free But I can't help wishing that time could turn backwards When your world was turning for me When your world was turning for me
There's a voice on the phone Telling what had happened Some kind of confusion More like a disaster And it wondered how You were left unaffected But you
Well, morning came And it dressed the sky in a lovely yellow gown Now the shops they are all opening In that narrow hallway of downtown Filled with people
as new as the day it was found Love is real, it is not just in long distance commercials Or something that you thought you felt back in high school So I will turn
knew I would do like my father has done Yes, we will never break from these chains Your life's gonna course like a history book Don't be frightened of turning
It was in the march of the winter I turned seventeen That I bought those pills, I thought I would need And I wrote a letter to my family, said it's not
I met you through a common friend in the attic of my parents house and though I didn't know it then I soon was finding out you are the roots that sleep
As the world keeps turning, chronic keeps burning Street sermon, these niggas are determined As the world keeps turning, chronic keeps burning Street
hit the turning point Yeah right now, oh boy, we've hit the turning point Yeah right now, oh boy, we've hit the turning point We've hit the turning
He left me this morning, midnight was turning day He left me this morning, midnight was turning day I didn't have no blues till my good man went away (
