ve been tired; We can't take it anymore Love can't change the weather She says I'm out of my mind, over my head Love can't change the weather But I'll
, we can't take it anymore "Love can't change the weather," she says I'm out of my mind, over my head Love can't change the weather, but I'll rise To
been tired; We can't take it anymore Love can't change the weather She says I'm out of my mind, over my head Love can't change the weather But I'll
Traduzione: Five For Fighting. L'amore non può cambiare il tempo.
been tired; We can't take it anymore Love can't change the weather She says I'm out of my mind, over my head Love can't change the weather But I'll rise
the green, giving strokes with my team And despite the commentary pop told me, I'm lowly And moms change-bank can't hold me, so She don't scold me, she
it up I hope that we can patch it up I know I say I love you, but baby I can back it up And I hope you can too, cause I?m your man, boo Aint nobody
know when So till you how I live, you can't judge me, on the streets you love me You can make me famous, till a never change me Still live dangerous,
pack it up I hope that we can patch it up I know I say I love you, but baby I can back it up And I hope you can too, cause I?m your man, boo Aint nobody
we don't pay admission and the bouncers don't check us And we - walk around the metal detectors And there really ain't a need for a VIP section In
there, I just never know when So till you how I live, you can't judge me, on the streets you love me You can make me famous, till a never change me Still
ear drums pop, pop, pop Watch your ear drums pop, pop Got this rap shit locked Planet Asia, ain't a damn thing changed Changed, changed, changed The
your manhood Mad max, terror your dome for canned goods Blaze you wit the heat, destroy my conscience For the backward, easin up ain't in the plans I
your manhood Mad Max, Terror your Dome for canned goods Blaze you wit the heat, destroy my conscience For the backward, easin up ain't in the plans
don't pay admission and the bouncers don't check us And we - walk around the metal detectors And there really ain't a need for a VIP section In the
manhood Mad Max, Terror your Dome for canned goods Blaze you wit the heat, destroy my conscience For the backward, easin up ain't in the plans I leave
