Everybody's Trying To Be My Baby
I want to tell you
My head is filled with things to say
When you're here
All those words they seem to slip away
When I get near you
The games begin to drag me down
It's all right
I'll make you maybe next time around
But if I seem to act unkind
It's only me, it's not my mind
That is confusing things
I want to tell you
I feel hung up and I don't know why
I don't mind
I could wait forever, I've got time
Sometimes I wish I knew you well
Then I could speak my mind and tell
Maybe you'd understand
I want to tell you
I feel hung up and I don't know why
I don't mind
I could wait forever, I've got time
I've got time
I've got time
Mamaloi
Lucy dropped the diamond
You're uncertain and your spirit just whispers inside
Look behind the curtain
Chorus:
Stop, stop, give it up
Stop, stop, give it up
Give it up
Stop, stop, give it up
Stop, stop, give it up
Give it up
When the fear has turned our your love till it's dark
Breathe the golden light in
And you'll fly to Strawberry Fields, Central Park
The Holy Man's been writing
repeat chorus
There are colors that none of us ever have seen
The '70's' are over
Now its time for infinite shad