Mary J. Blige - Smoke

Tekst :

Maybe it ll rain today
And I won t have to leave my room
Givin me the time
I need to get rid of your things
Enough procrastinating
For reasons that only I know
But I m afraid to ask the mirror
The answers may sting

[B-Section:]
And the smoke
In my eyes makes it hard not to cry
Why you gone?
The reason is suppose to make sense
But it don t

[Chorus:]
Give me something
To spark the flame
Take away the paint
Take it away
I can feel the heat
From my face

Ooh
Holding on isn t healthy
But it s killin me
To let go
Trying to stare
At your picture
But I can t see it
For all this smoke
Hmm
Not for all the smoke
Ooh

[B-Section:]
And the smoke
In my eyes makes it hard not to cry
Why you gone?
The reason is suppose to make sense
But it don t
But it don t
It don t
It don t
Oh, it don t

Maybe it ll rain today
And I won t have to leave my room
Givin me the time to
Get rid of your things
Enough procrastinating
For reasons that only I know
But I m afraid to ask the mirror
The answers may sting

[B-Section:]
And the smoke
In my eyes makes it hard not to cry
Why you gone?
The reason is suppose to make sense
But it don t

[Chorus:]
Give me something to spark the flame
Take away the pain
Take it away
I can feel the heat
From my face

Give me something to spark the flame
Take away the pain
Take it away
I can feel the heat
From my face

Give me something to spark the flame
Take away the pain
Take it away
I can feel the heat
From my

Inne utwory

  • If you love me
  • PMS
  • My love
  • Sincerity
  • Mary Jane
  • Deep inside
  • Feel like a woman
  • Be happy
  • Thank you Lord
  • No more drama
  • Sexy
  • Everyday
  • Flying away
  • Give me you
  • Losowe utwory

    Genetic science

    You got a diamond ring: it s just another hollow thing.
    You got your career: you chose boredom over fear.
    You got a righteous cause: all I see are fatal flaws.
    You got the newest style: it won t be new in a little while.
    You got the future, too: I don t mind...

    Mały chłopiec przestał być mój

    Tak bardzo lubię gdy do mnie
    Przychodzisz a ja czekam
    Na słowa co lekko uniosą nas
    Wysoko ponad dom
    I jak motyle pofruną w błękit
    W górę w górę
    W słońca twarz
    Niech chmury kołyszą nas
    A potem przyjdzie noc
    Złapiemy księżyc
    Uśmiechasz się to tak jak by
    Tysiąc tysiąc...

    Never ever

    Sitting in my room, staring at the wall, I can t believe it s happening
    Once so wonderful, now, life s a twisted kind of reality, a fantasy
    Don t know where to begin

    Saw your love for me vanish in a single moment of stupidity...

    Seasons in the sun

    Goodbye
    to you my trusted friend,
    we ve known eachother since we were nine or ten,
    together we ve climbed hills and trees,
    learned of love and ABC,
    skins our heart skins our knees.

    Goodbye my friend it s hard to die,

    Happy holidays you bastard

    It s
    christmas eve and I ve only wrapped two fuckin presents
    It`s christmas eve and I ve only wrapped two fuckin presents
    And I hate, hate, hate your guts,
    I hate, hate, hate your guts,
    And I ll never talk to you...