Honest to God you are something
Like an open heart I am hoping
That you and I get working
I want to be connected like a circuit
And the last time you where around
I know I started to sound
That I and love need to get working
But I can't trouble to forget
And I can't wait another minuet
And I can't take till you finish
Call me some
Call me some
Call me now innocence
Call me some
Call me some
I am now free
With God willing we meet in His presence
But I don't think we can do this
He sees you maneuver through the crowd
Like an angle on the ground
And the last time I was time angry
Cuz every time you blame me
When you hurt you blame me
When you hurt you blame me
When you hurt you blame me
When you hurt
Well when you hurt you blame me
When you hurt you blame me
When you hurt, well oh my God
Honest to God you are something
Like an open heart I am hoping
That you and I get working
I want to be connected like a circuit
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