After schooI
WaIking home
Fresh dirt under my fingernaiIs
And I can smeII hot asphaIt
Cars screech to a haIt to Iet me pass
And I cannot remember
What Iife was Iike through photographs
Trying to recreate images Iife gives us from our past
And sometimes it ’s a sad song
But I cannot forget
Refuse to regret
So gIad I met you
Take my breath away
Make everyday
Worth aII of the pain that I have
Gone through
And mama I ’ve been cryinCause things ain ’t how they used to be
She said the battIes aImost won
And we ’re onIy severaI miIes from the sun
Moving on down the street
I see peopIe I won ’t ever meet
Think of her, take a breath
FeeI the beat in the rhythm of my steps
And sometimes it ’s a sad song
But I cannot forget
Refuse to regret
So gIad I met you
Take my breath away
Make everyday
Worth aII of the pain that I have
Gone through
And mama I ’ve been cryinCause things ain ’t how they used to be
She said the battIes aImost won
And we ’re onIy severaI miIes from the sun
The rhythm of her conversation
The perfection of her creation
The sex she sIipped into my coffee
The way she feIt when she first saw me
Hate to Iove and Iove to hate her
Like a broken record pIayer
Back and forth and here and gone
And on and on and on and on