And I'm a leave on one more note One more motherfuckin note It's like this... Look at him [Drake:] I ain't been here in a minute Cut the lights off I
And I can see it written on her face that she had never felt this way One day I thought I'd see her with her daddy by her side And violins would play
tide, Come with me, or go alone, he's come to take his children home. It's the same story the crow told me; it's the only one he knows. Like the morning
Come with me or go alone, he's come to take his children home It's the same story the crow told me, it's the only one he knows Like the morning sun
For you I'd write a symphony I'd tell the violin it's time to sink or swim Watch me play for ya For you I'd be running a thousand miles Just get to where
[Justin Bieber] Ohh Ohh For you I'd write a symphony I'd tell the violin It's time to sink or swim Watch em play for ya For you I'd be (Whoa) Runnin
yore A broken violin floatin' alone in December Darkness everywhere and nothing more Symbol, strange symbol, melancholy Painting torrid colors on a sky of green Candle breathing one
?ll rent one He?s got to be straight, we don?t want a bent one He?ll drink his baby brew from a big brass cup Someday he may be President if things loosen
of it makes hair on my neck grow like minoxodil Watchin the clock is ill when, faced wit the truth Parallels observing, amateur video tapes of Twenty-one
Roses are red and violets are blue Primroses pale on a velvet green hue Warm summer days by cool waterfalls Like the music we hear Those things we'll
wit the heater in the arm for shit Marijuana when you drive, feel the fogginess I'm about to cause a war, a cannibalistic thing Feel this thing, shit
she tells you so Dance laugh wine dine and talk and sing But those cannot replace what is the real thing It's a lot like playing the violin You cannot
dark eyes that melted my soul down To a place where it longs to be? All of your history has little to do with your face You're mainly a mystery with violins
They need somewhere to go As lady and I look out tonight From desolation row Cinderella, she seems so easy It takes one to know one, she smiles And
of the moon It's all about you You are the one who stays and never goes a solitary spotlight in my show You are the one who plays the violin in my
brain, no doubt about it You're out of your mind You're out of your mind Seeing things like your heart with wings Then you hear violin strings playing Feel all the things
song lovers, but merely against that peculiar hard core who seem to equate authenticity with artisti It and illiteracy with charm. [piano] Oh, one more thing. one