head Every now and then I find myself wondering about you baby Seems now and again I can't escape the thought of all that might have been Every now and then
(Chorus) Every now and then I find myself wondering about you baby Seems now and again I can't escape the thought of all that might have been Every now and then
Traducción: Earth Wind And Fire. Every Now And Then.
head (Chorus) Every now and then I find myself wondering about you baby Seems now and again I can't escape the thought of all that might have been Every now and then
away Surely then, see the curtain rising to show us once again All the magic of the earth and the skies See the more we find The more we realize That every
haunt your back And sometimes I feel so flat Then like some rare eagle on the wind Well it turns and life comes bursting in And the earth you thought
And sometimes I feel so flat Then like some rare eagle on the wind Well it turns and life comes bursting in And the
B Dippin' through the streets Bumpin' R and B And I got to leave On the 23's And I do it When my earth and the wind smoke a fire Let me get your sheets
the life had, now we all rebels Everything burnt down includin' the ghetto We can see for miles the land its major rubble And debris from the earth as
Bacardi Dark And when it kicks in you can hardly talk And by the sixth gin you're gonna probably crawl And you'll be sick then and you'll probably barf And
'ma call 'em "The Spinners" Call 'em "Earth, Wind & Fire", put you beneath the earth, wind and fire Feel the fire that burnt Richard Pryor I'm keepin two guns, I named 'em Romeo and
streets Bumpin' R&B and I got to leave something to the 23's? And I do it (Well, well, well, well, well) When my earth and the wind smoke a fire Let
it sounds cliche But we built this whole relationship from sand and clay Now we're so strong, we've got a concrete bond And it completes so solid, I had to write this song And
Want a jewel, don't be cruel It's authentic, don't be fooled By these phony accusations Backlash and slanders Front and they publicity stunts and propaganda
that's out, man You know? What can we, The Lords, do with a punk like you?} {Kiss my ass, motherfucker, burn 'em Just me and you, motherfucker, just me and
And I guess I got no choice but to be a poet Now everyday I manifest and I generate And smoke cannabis And I penetrate and I innovate And I demonstrate
