We survive Well we can change So let it fade Just let it go We pretend so nothing does change We're flowers never breaking through the stone. I've been pushing stones
Push away and hold me down, the rain, the tears, and the sorrow bring the only sound, but I can not wipe those tears you cry, I can not cool the fire
Home late again, happy with your friends, trouble with the folks because I didn't know where to begin, that look in your eyes. Sometimes I decide,
So you say "Let's talk", talk about a waste of year, a misunderstanding, I should have made my move long ago, but do you know I've got nowhere to
It seems like lately all I hear is "What about me?", generation this, generation that, you've been sitting in your chair longer than me, I'll be happy
Give me someone who will hold me in her arms the way I need to be held give me sunshine that will sparkle in her eyes and keep me warm when the cold
Did you think you knew, I wouldn't fight it, I would stand back on my feet, but now it seems so strange, that a smile from you would be the last thing
When I got your call saying things would be a whole lot better, promised are all that we ever gave each other, a little friend that I met when I was
Another leaf falls off the trees, and what do we have to say? A drifting wind gives back what time has taken away, you say it's all forgotten and tomorrow
, even when we go our separate ways, and I don't know but I've been told, that you lose and gain as you grow old, Why did I watch you dissapear? Tell
, you're made for me, oh Ooh, tell me what we're gonna do Tell me what we're gonna do now Ooh, tell me what we're gonna do now Yeah, tell me what we'
Tell me tell me You can tell me anything You can't tell You won't tell Me anything, anything Tell me tell me You tell me anything Tell me tell me You can't tell
deal, seal the deal (Hey, hey, hey) Tell me 'bout it (Tell me 'bout it) Tell me 'bout it, baby Tell me 'bout it Tell me 'bout it, baby (I really wanna know) Tell
Hey Tell me bout it Tell me bout it baby Tell me bout it Tell me bout it baby Mmm I really wanna know Come on now what?s your story Tell me Tell me
Went to the fortune teller Had my fortune read I didn't know what to tell her I had a dizzy feeling in my head Then she took a look at my palm She said
gotta tell me, you're coming back to me You gotta tell me, you're coming back to me You gotta tell me, you're coming back to me You gotta tell me, you
bitch cold, i mean hot , sure shot Come through in the drop, hold the glock why not 9 millimeter, 9 shots, big rock 9 carat stones, i?m in my own zone
they may prove And when you're gone I'll tell them my religion's you When Punk-tius comes to kill the king upon his throne I'm ready for their stones
