Out of love,No regrets--Though the goodnessBe wasted forever.Out of love,No regrets--Though the returnBe never.

So since I'm still here livin',I guess I will live on.I could've died for love--But for livin' I was born.

Way Down South in Dixie (Break the heart of me)They hung my black young lover To a cross roads tree.Way Down South in Dixie (Bruised body high in air)I asked the white Lord Jesus What was the use of prayer.Way Down South in Dixie (Break the heart of me)Love is a naked shadow On a gnarled and naked tree.

2 and 2 are 4. 4 and 4 are 8.But what would happenIf the last 4 was late?And how would it beIf one 2 was me?Or if the first 4 was youDivided by 2?

I will take your heart.I will take your soul out of your bodyAs though I were God.I will not be satisfiedWith the little words you say to me.I will not be satisfiedWith the touch of your handNor the sweet of your lips alone.I will take your heart for mine.I will take your soul.I will be God when it comes to you.

Just because I loves you–That's de reason whyMa soul is full of colorLike de wings of a butterfly.Just because I loves youThat's de reason whyMa heart's a fluttering aspen leafWhen you pass by.

What happens to a dream deferred? Does it dry up Like a raisin in the sun? Or does it explode?

Never look for a worm in the apple of your eye.