Lyrics:
daydreams, far from their homes
Love songs were drowned in the sound of the drums
Don't you know the dream has come true
Don't you know by now the dream
True
Written By Gary Kemp
So true, funny how it seems
Always in time, but never in line for dreams
Head over heels when toe to toe
This is
Well, I eternalize my paradise on a polaroid
This may sound sentimental but it's my chance to be with you
I picture you and me straight by the see
There's nothing I like more than the sound of a fountain
It's like some kind of hope as you climb up a mountain
It's true life yes it's true life ,
the tones ...
dreaming sound, magic
dreaming sounds.
Snipes off with crazy flight.
They made a sound not by their wings.
The notes of these birds seem
on a couple of pounds,
And make plans to create the raw, homegrown sounds
Without love and support,
I might come up short,
But I dare not resort,
Yo, sound guy ova deh suh
Watch e sound
Under seventeen or yuh over sixteen?
Under seventeen or yuh over sixteen?
I beg you rock and come in
x4]
And her true women they cried gradually [Repeat x3]
Do your soul grow by holding no rock
Anybody lost looking to get found
Know it when they
True colors
True colors
True colors
True colors
You snaking you hating no not my brova
No money no job whip dat butter
True colors
True colors
True
sound like you
Sound like you
Sound like you
But that wouldn't be true
Wouldn't be me
Yeah
It wouldn't be G Ha
Live my life for the king Ha
Straight
I'm going to) Throttle down...kicked up You can hear Me coming by The Sound If you ('aint for aren't) riding H-D You ('aint gor aren't) Riding now
I be
True. False. The big win whole
True. False. Or even more
True. False. The big win whole
True. False. True. False
True. False. The big win whole
True
change that
(C Notes by the layers, true fucking players)
(C Notes by the layers, true fucking players)
(C Notes by the layers, true fucking players)
(C
feel sound
It's almost too good to be true
When I see your face by the time the sun shines
It's almost too good to be true
The way you make me feel
The sound of the waves on the embankment
A phone in my left pocket
I'm leaving, you're staying
A forgotten city by me
You're so beautiful, my dream hasn't
tongue, oh no
Don't need to be loved by you
Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song, sounds like she's singing
Ooh, baby, ooh, said, ooh
Just like
and my feet in good...
Dirt Devils were crowding my head
With lies they spread
They'd convinced me of what fools know isn't true
Quick as an Outkast
my friends, more are all my enemies
I remembered each fudge, to speak
True and false
True are few to say
False to sound many in schools and streets
believe still true
This is the sound of what you don't want still in you
TPC motherfucker, cop a feel or two
This is the sound of what you don't know
Ohh! Stat Quo! Here we go!
C'mon, c'mon! You ready? (Ha)
Let's do it, man (Uh, uh, uh, uh-uhh)
Shady, Aftermath
(Sound, without focus, is just
surrounds now
I been shifting through these papers, hoping different poems make us
Is it true that I'm abandoned by a woman who was faker
Caught her
think I'm gonna love you until the day that I die.
I wanna get you over by my side.
When you're next to me babe,
You can only ever do right.
So come
ninety-five
Bumper to bumber rollin' side by side
Maybelline, why can't you be true
Oh Maybelline, why can't you be true
You've done started back doing
The Cadillac doin' 'bout ninety-five,
She's bumper to bumper rollin' side by side.
Maybellene, why can't you be true?
Oh Maybellene, why can't you be true
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