Everyday, I'm gonna love you come what may 'Cause I know that there is nothing that means more to a woman Than a love that she can count on, yeah Darling
its back on me Crashed back on the eyes of the first I see Can't count on anything For you I'd count the salt under the sea
I'm just a token of your flirtation Nothing more than a description You're just a guy, just a kid from a place where your philosophy is a catastrophe
important things in this world, you She ride 'cuz her testament has been day one A nigga got trust 'cuz she been day one They one's done, build a fam
the satellite tours begin Count me in, count me in, count me in Count me in, count me in, count me in Count me in, count me in, count me in Ten, nine
face on the billboard Well that man is me On the cover of the magazine There's no question why I'm smiling You buy a piece of paradise You buy a piece
little things that count And they do what they can He tells her he loves her everyday She says things will be okay It's no small miracle that love hangs on
Just like in the Bible days when miracles would happen, Youa??re still a great God and you can never fail me Thata??s why I trust you and i I love you
She helped her son sleep by giving him Cognac She worked a while as a circus acrobat She changed lovers on a weekly basis And posed nude for a couple
my mom proud, and pop feels the same way But he's a man so he probably got too much pride to say Can't count my blessings on one hand, more than a handful
(If your delicate eyes don?t blink someday they might as well be gone) Can?t count on anything. For you I?d count the salt under the sea
for a miracle. She waits in coma calling out my name (it wont mean a thing), These steps I take (I take alone) won't make a difference. I'm on top of
miss a thing when the future appears. I like to sit outside on a summer night with a drink in my hand. And a little moonlit music on the stereo, and
things in the world . . . you She ride cus her testament has been day one A nigga got trust cus she been day one They ones done, build a fam. Bruce
that count And they do what they can He tells her he loves her everyday She says things will be ok It's no small miracle that love hangs on Hearts get
skeetin' (Give her another chance, Percy) Heavy breathing (She don't deserve it), now I'm leavin'... (no, no, no she don't) (Let me count the ways that I loved
see that face on the billboard that man is me On the cover of the magazine there's no question why I'm smiling you buy a piece of paradise you buy a
Traducción: Os Milagres. Amor Ela pode contar.