much.. [Chorus:] Love on wings up in the sky Gonna climb where is I Love on wings me on the dope Don't need no list no more cause Love on wings Us on wings
the Kool-Aid at the block party Used to wish I could break the Rock Steady Wash this be the brown shoe on TV But now it's not dis and it's on like this
're stuck with it I know that you're bumping it, on the down low you be loving it I'm the baddest one Brown-raggin it, catch me on the street Brown-baggin
if I had the wings of a beautiful dove Yeah don't you know I'd fly to the man I love Those two brown eyes that sparkle with love shinin' down on me
, the cowboy got lucky tonight While the angel beside him lay sleeping He silently thanked God above For being a kind hearted father And blessing his love with her love For one night of love
be sittin on dubs Its goin on! [Chorus: woman singing] 'cause somethings goin on P.O.D.'s got it goin on 'cause somethings goin on P.O.D.'s got it goin on
along with Zev Love X Very interesting this thing Coming and drumming, there's hummingbirds with wings And feathers of the same, so we flock much Plus rock, so on
. It's worth all that hurts me. I'd give you my heart, And let you just hold it. I'd give you my soul, But I already sold it. On that day, That day
somebody call your name out loud? Baby on your back, oh you?re only a woodblock on the wall Windy hills in primal glow rolling My love lies in the earth unfolding And I?d
the Audubon Slang rock on the same block that the water on I be more than gone, run and get your order form Next time I record a song, gon' put my daughter on
be a source of relief Oh, how I love you, I once cried long ago But I was the one who decided to go To search beyond the final crest Though I'd heard
W/in a jail, w/in a gaol, w/in a white free protestant Maelstrom We're perched headlong On the edge of boredom We're reaching for death On the end of
yes some gin rummy After that, come here and sit down We put on tender roni by mister bobbi brown We waste no time, it was time to do it Put on some james brown
re never looking round for me?their eyes are on the sky or the ground below I?d rather be the one who loves than to be loved and never even know hello
their brow And everything with wings is restless, aimless, drunk and dour The butterflies and birds collide at hot, ungodly hours And my clay-colored motherlessness rangily reclines Come on
calls. when school had ended and she'd returned to wisconsin, and he to locust, pennsylvania. she had sworn to maintain a certain fidelity, she would d
love the old folks at home I love ya Swanee! How I love you, how I love you My dear old Swanee I'd give the world if I could only be Sittin' on my mammy
