Come go with me Come go and see Although I've howled across fields and my eyes turned grey Are yours still the same Are you still the same Carry home
watching you breathing, for the last time A song for your heart, but when it is quiet, I know what it means and I'll carry you home, I'll carry you home
you're breathing for the last time. A song for your heart, but when it is quiet, I know what it means and I'll carry you home. I'll carry you home
days you haven't been" She said," Won't you come home and talk to a stranger And you might even make yourself a friend She said, "Won't you come home
darkness starts to flood your eyes When you're falling behind I will carry you, carry you I will carry you, carry you I will carry you, carry you I will carry you
no bars just risin' like cream If you diggin' the scene, you feelin' the vibe Throw your hands in the air, scream are you alive Singin' na, na, na, na
You broke when i just bent You cried; i never meant to break you down This time, did i steal the best....of you (Chorus) Can you breathe tonight As the
me bruning for gold Second place has never carried me home Second place has never carried me (home, home, home, home) It never carried me (home, home, home, home
I know you love me if not you just stupid Nigga stop talkin' and why dont you just do it? but fuck them niggas girl me and you should do it and you
you ever lost a life before, this one's for you (And if you with me put your hands high) And you, and you and you and you (Your dreams are filled, you
and carried away f-ck it me and Nicki Nick gettin' married today And now you bitches that be hatin can catch a bouquet, ouww yeah, you a star in my eyes, you
eh eh Baby, you're looking fine I have you open all night like an iHop I take you home baby let you keep me company You gimme some of you, I give you
and carried away f-ck it me and Nicki Nick gettin' married today And now you bitches that be hatin can catch a bouquet, ooo yeah, you a star in my eyes, you
gettin' bodied and carried away Fuck it, me and Nicki-Nick gettin' married today And now you bitches that be hatin' can catch a bouquet, ooh Yeah, you a star in my eyes You
,the luxury home You'll never get caught,'cause you got nerves of ice And you're much smarter than those crooks on Miami Vice Right You wanta be a high
the pits on ya I represent California Home of the shooters The looters The drug movers Girl barracuda Set you up for the kill Where you're really not ballin unless you
Baby, you looking fine I have you open all night like you I.H.O.P. I take you home, baby, let you keep me company You gimme some of you, I give you some