Sittin' on top
Sittin' on top
Ooo--it feels good on top.

Watchin' the clock
Watchin' the clock
Ooo-it's this moment I don't want to stop.

Lost in the moment of total joy.
Deep involved in a passion that we're explorin' more.
We just openin' up for more passionate love.

Sittin' on top
Sittin' on top
Ooo-it feels good sittin' on top

Lights on
Lights off
Doesn't stop this feelin' between us.

Watch' the clock.
Sittin' on top.
Sometimes, that's the way it is in life.

He knows it.
She shows it.
She loves her man deeply.
And he appreciates too.

She loves her man to the point of being his defender.
His supporters.
Besides being proclaim his lover.

She is a giver.
She is his strength.
When others ask what is a strong woman?
He points to her.

He loves her daily.
She one hell of a woman.
She is one hell of a lady.

Without her he aware he might not be nothing.

There is no begging.
When, a simple request will do?

There is no weak link between them.

You there for the word.
For truth and wisdom of growth.
But you're held hostage for their views.

Like you can't hold one of your own.
All because the minister or ministers think you're controlled.
They preach it's against God's law.

You are just a hostage according to them.
Trying to brain wash you into agreeing with them.
Sometimes they manipulate, all on one accord.

See no evil, speak no evil goes out the door.
Especially if you're the president supporting laws upon the books.
They blame this and that upon him.

But Congress controls mainly what goes through.
Question opinions of those trying to preach and control.
Be willing to disagree at the appropriate time.

All life requires, is you to open your eyes.
Freedom to choose should stay alive.
Even a held hostage seeks freedom, to have an open mind.

Thou shalt never love another.
Famous words of a romantic song.
Spoken truth to the one you love.

To thee, I give you, my heart.
To thee, I give you, my love.
It be filled with warmth and tenderness.
Leave an impression that I will miss you so much.

To thee, you my first thought each day.
And I won't have it any other way.
Which why I love you every second, minute, hour of the day.

I gave you everything of me I could.
And to this day it's still no good.
I just can't give you anymore.

I went the distance of love and affection.
Stay by your side for protection.
Still, you felt no satisfaction.
So, what are you truly after?

Cause it's not love.
You can't make me believe it was.
I just know I can't give you anymore.

They say love built on understanding of one another needs.
But concerning you it's a whole different thing.
And now, when I'm ready to leave.
You say you are willing to change.

I don't believe it.
I don't even see it.
I just know I can't take it anymore.

Don't believe, what you hear.
Oh, no-don't you believe what you read.
Unless I tell you, most will be rumors ad allegations.
Just to gather attention.

Ask yourself?
Do you know the real story?
Or going by something someone told you.
And many just attention seekers.

Sure, there is no guarantee I tell you everything.
Because in truth I just might be at blame.
So, unless I honestly tell you, you only going by rumors and allegations.

So, ask yourself?
Truly ask yourself.
Do you know the real story?
Especially if it concerns me.

Just put yourself in my shoes.
Would you accept someone talking lies about you?

Yes, somethings should be told.
Then some secrets never, never at all.

Who makes me smile?
You love.
Who makes my life shines?
You love.
You're wonderful.
You're beautiful.

Who put my mind at ease?
You love.
Who warms me with hugs.
You love.

Just your embrace drives all worries away.
And the look within your eyes of confidence makes this love we share so special.

You love has the power.
To command my soul and spirit because your love already has my mind.