Never, one to use the word perfect.
All because no one fits that term now or before.
All the lies that been told served a purpose.
All the wrongs I've done wasn't meant to hurt anyone.
But they did.

Never one to follow rules I didn't create.
All because I hated to be boxed in like a child.
Who must ask permission to simply roam.
All the wrongs I've done wasn't meant to hurt you.
But it did.

And here I stand apologizing to you again.
Proving I have yet to learn from all my crisis.
And I doubt I ever will.
So, all the wrongs I done wasn't meant to hurt anyone.
But they did.

Never was there a single doubt in my mind.
That you would be the woman I call mine.
Because I knew I was the one to would settle upon.

Never one to compete against anyone.
Why do it?
When in your very heart?
Least mine I knew I was the one you would come to love.
To hold
To kiss
To feel
To tell your problems too.

These eyes of mine send a clue out to you.
And the words I spoke left a message of love for you.
And I knew, I knew, I knew deep within myself.
I was the one that you would settle upon to love.

Patience paid off in the very end.

I been here all along.
Seen, many lovers come and move on.
And I listen quietly to your sadness.

Predicted to you it would happen.
None measure up to your satisfaction.
Like a good parent told you what they were after.

And you submitted into their ways.
Now, you see my personality and my good qualities.

Now, you're trying to pursue me by saying I am a living dream.

Like, many others that been tossed to aside.
Realize, I am still a person with lots of pride.
So, I must tell you honestly, maybe if it was another time.

Take not, my word because I'm not the only one to say, I'm proud you, my girl.
My heaven, my world, my radiate star.

Yes, I'm not the only one to accept all your love, so willingly.
And proud to share this love with you.

Others should be stating this loudly to be heard.
But if they don't I say it all for them.

Yes, I'm not the only one---only one.
Yes, I'm not the only one glad to be loving you.
Because other guys love their woman too.

Yes, I been there.
Made some good loving just didn't know her name.
It just was a sudden thing.

I been there.
Adventurous, as can be.
Oh, yeah, left will great memories.

Yes, I been there and have no regrets.
Until someone came before me saying I'm their parent.

Yes, I been there and blame no one.
Because those was day when I was seeking joy and fun.

So, when I hear or read about common things.
I can only say, I been there.

He in love (and we know why)
He found the lady of his dreams (and she makes him happy)
When he smiles?
We know why?
It comes as no surprise to anyone,

He in love and we know why?
He's a happy guy (because he found his type)
And she makes him happy (to be in love)
Yes, she his type (and it shows)
Cause she makes him happy.

He laughs more.
He explores more.
Look toward each day with a happy mood.
And it's all because of her.

Because he is in love and so happy.
Yes, he has been blessed, this we can confess.
And we wish- yes, we wish them the best.

When in love?
Wrongs just never seen.
When they are obviously there.
Cause in your eyes the days just keep getting sweeter.

When you in love?
Problems just take a secondary step.
When love is your primary theme.
Cause in your heart the days just keep getting sweater.

When you in love, love, love.
There just no obstacles (none to be seen).

Even when it's raining?
It's not gloomy to you.
And those you know looking for clues.
To why you think the way you do.

A wise man fell in love.
Promise never to cheat on her.
A wise man kept his word now and forevermore.

A wise man knows his blessings.
He cherishes it.
He protects it to the point he worships it.

A wise man gives her love and attention.
A wise man avoids where fools seem to be.
He not living in dreams of fantasies but adapted to living in reality.

He knows his blessings.
He knows his gift.
He aware with her trust he needs no one else.

And that wise man is me, now and forevermore.

You know you have him.
You know he's not going anything.
Because you got that thing that keeps him satisfied.

Yes, he hooked on that thing.
And enjoy hearing your name whenever you are playing that style game.

Where hugs and kisses involved?
And words of love are expressed so sweetly.

You know you love him.
You know he loves you by the way he enjoys that thing.

Yes, you got it.
He enjoys it.
You know you've hooked him long before he got this thing.

It been a good ride being in love with you.
So, no I don't apologize, it been a good ride.
From the moment we met until this moment now.
I don't apologize.

We been up, we been down.
Been through storms, we will never tell.
But we have come out on top.
So, no I don't apologize, it been a good ride.

You created this world that feels like heaven.
And have so much magic and joy.
And it been a good ride filled with memories of love.

So no
So no
So, no-I don't apologize.
It been a very good ride loving only you.

I came along and healed your heart.
But you broke mine.
And here I stand thinking about the reasons why?

I listen to all the reason your last love made you cry.
Many times, according to you.

I came along and cheered you up.
Made you see nothing but good, good luck.

And now--and now
I am questioning my decision.
Cause I came along and healed your heart.
Now, you broke mine.

And I don't understand why?

Come -Come
Come
Baby, come my way.

You keep saying folks using you.
But you also play apart too.
Because you a part of their schemes.

So, baby come my way.
I am not here to play.
I am not an actor seeking fame.

But trying to be the one you claim.
So, baby (come my way).

A heart is only broken, when it's not controlled.
This is the story long being told.

So, baby, come my way.
Here, you won't find game.

I said, baby come my way.
I'm not actor seeking fame.

I am long passed games.

Everybody needs a rock, a stellar supporter going forth.
And in my corner, I have you through all the storms, joy we are going through.

When asked?
Who can I call upon?
If not him?
Then there is you in my corner.

We see ups, we seen many downs.
But through it all we seen the light of love pulling us through.
We tight like glue just hard to separate.
And been thrown things our way that can't break our bond.

Friends we have seen fall to the waste side.
And here we stand with nothing but pride.
With nothing to hide.
Cause in my corner always been you.

Bad, built, body.
We going to have a party.
And many recognize the woman, with the bad, built, body.

Every time she talks.
Every time, she walks.
They are whispering, there goes bad, built body.

You can say her birth name.
But folks know her as bad, built body.
Trying to be the life of the party.

She bad--so bad-so bad-so bad.
With her bad, built body.

Yell it.
When you see her.
Bad, built, body.

You still the life of the party.
From the moment she speaks.
She comes across weak.

We see it.
We know it.
Those that grew up in racial society.
Still lost on a changing world.
When they reflect back it's on a time of lost memories.

When one group was seen as less of them.
When in facts they must admit many then as now, are better than them.

And in a changing world, they feel left behind.
And if they don't change in this changing world.
They just have those golden memories.

Time waits for no one, no one at all.

You give me peace and tranquility.
You everything sweet with a little grace.
I admit, you, my harmony.

Like lyrics fitting of the theme music.
We together are a great production.
And there's no surprised to many that you are, you are my harmony.

I can sit all day and think about you.
About the time we share together, is a forever memory.
And I am happy thinking about us.
About the joy we are creating daily.

You, my heart.
Star of my affection, my, my sweet, sweet harmony.
And I truly will tell you, you were crafted to be with me.

Grab the paper and pen or pencil and write it down.
Drawa smile or draw a frown.
Except, write it down.

Write about the love, the emotion, you feel for them.
Write it down.
Write about the happiness they placed within your life.
Yes, write it down.

Write of the many reasons, they make you smile.
Write it down.
And in the event, they broke your heart, your spirit.
Write it down.

Release that built up emotion that enraging inside.
By writing it down.

Love is built of hurt, pain and disgust.
It's a part of the human nature within us.
So, write it down.

Let's talk about adults, in church.
We talk or hear about kids here and there.
Except, there isn't many differences.

Many upon their phones and distracted.
Some into the services, some still in the flesh.
Cause somewhere a member with talk about the church member with that short skirt.

Admit it.
Yes, admit this.
We ALL have sin somewhere during the weal.
Acted out in feelings over a certain conflict.

So, let's talk about adults.
Quickly, like church to end but after services, they have time to talk.
Then listen to the sermon.

And we won't mention the parking lot communication.

So, next time, you hear in church, anything about kids.
Le's talk about adults.

You don't know this, but its time you be told that you deep down in my soul.
From the moment you caught my eyes.
I made you, my goal.

You took a cold-hearted man and warmed his heart up like coal.
And suddenly at this time of truth, you deep within my soul.
Yes, deep down.
Yes, deep down.
Deep down within my soul.

Love comes. when you least expect it.
And I can honestly admit I been touched by you deep down within my soul.

Deep down, deep down, within my very soul.
I knew then, your love was my goal.

If truth be told?
It's hell loving you.
You got too much lip, too much mouth.
And you ponder why I'm late returning to the house.

My quiet moment is when I am alone.
Even when you call.
Sometimes I just look at the phone.
Because its hell loving you.

If truth was honestly told?
This is something you should already know.

If I saw the real, you many moons ago?
I strictly would have decided to live alone.

I am loved.
What?
Is there to complain about?
When you are loved?

I am blessed.
What?
Is there to talk about?
When I'm blessed.

To live and breathe upon this lovely earth.
Is a treasure we all take for granted too much.
And to have someone so in love with you.
Comes down to nothing to measure it too.

So what?
So what?
Is there to complain about?

Money only holds so much weight and its people love for it that causes so much trouble.

Cause they yet to find true happiness.

I am loved.
I am blessed.
What on earth?
Is there to complain about?

Read the eyes, they tell you a lot.
Feel the hands, they tell you a lot.
Read the lips, they deliver more than a message.
From all three you will get their intention.

Just pay attention to their motives.

Words might be coded, and eyes might wink.
But words leaping from two lips has serious reactions.

Just pay attention.

There is not a part of the body that doesn't acts out.
Word of expression of joy that might you shout.

Eyes, hands, and lips, all are dangerous.
Just pay attention.

You gotta--believe in love
To be successful.
You gotta--believe in you.
To make life less stressful.

And when you do?
You'll find happiness.

Folks, get caught up in the physical without concerns about the emotion.
And when they understand affection?
They locate the answers.

You gotta believe in love.
To be successful.
You gotta believe in love.
To be less stressful.

Well, well, well, there is no comfort in seeing those with fall.
Or should jealousy rear it head with poor is blessed.
Of the two sides one is stronger than most.

The old saying, if one should gain the world and lose his soul.
Has a little truth to it.
And many times, in reality we all see it.

Those born into wealth can't handle the loss of it.
Those that blessed with it and lose it.
Will survive because they know survival mode.

And been through trouble times.
In truth success of life is about the strength of the mind.

There you sit in the pews and listen to their political views.
While the sermon is regulated to second tier status.
A captive audience by those claiming to represent a higher authority.

But you came as you are requested just to hear their thoughts.
Being bought by a higher price goes into the closet.
Because the blood is only mentioned at certain avenues.
A captive audience you are without challenging their point.

Why?
Cause they limit challenged by using the word obedience.
Another way of silencing you.

Mistakes happens.
Raised right, went wrong.
Many of us taught right but things attract.

That when trouble starts.
Leaving you love for a taste of the other side just to see too late the picture clear.

Raised right, went wrong.
While some level cultures events upon that decision.
It truly a distraction from a bigger picture.

They were raised right, went wrong.
And this isn't a morality song.

When you least expect it?
Good things for whatever reason just come your way.
Maybe by hope.
Maybe whenever you pray.

I'm so blessed by love that came my way.
That's all
That's all I can really say.

Lost I was pondering why I stood all alone.
Because here was a heart filled with affection and more.
And suddenly (Suddenly)) love came along.

And I'm so blessed by love by being blessed by you.
Showing me in a world so cruel that love exist still to share.

Blessed am I.
By being blessed by you.
Blessed am I.
By having you in my life.

Words just doesn't express my love enough.
But I'm gonna keep on telling you, I love you.

And, if these words don't affect you.
I will find another way to impress you.
Once, I realize exactly what touches the soul of you.

Words should say exactly what you mean.
And requires no apology, if sincere in your quest.
So, I'm gonna keep on telling you, I love you.

Cause I am very aware you love me too.

And I gonna keep on, keep on, yes, keep on telling you.
I Love you.

Seeing, is believing and believing is seeing.
Except, you can't believe everything you see.
And that's where the lies start?

And this have created many broken hearts.
Least after the rumors started.
Many seeing and believing myth has allegations far from truth.

And here you the accusers seeking ways to find your proof.
That seeing isn't worth believing, especially if they don't know the truth.
And his is where the lies start.

Some stay out of comfort.
Some stay still out of love.
And folks will always state you can't have your cake and eat it too.

But the joy is within being love by two
The cream is good, the joy is grateful event.
Which leaves memories you can't or refuse to forget.

To a man the lust is thoughtful but mostly started by lies.
Stood before her with all types and stated he was a single guy.
Unless she knew his truth.

To the woman those communication skills was thrilling.
To her they were so much revealing.
So, when folks states?
You can't have your cake and eat it too.

Remember, they only words.

So, the love you truly love.
Has left your world of happiness.
And while you are living in a depress state of mind.
Recognize things will eventually be fine.
Because, at the end of hurt lies love again.

You just have to believe--believe it.
That the end of hurt lies loves again.

Many of people world has been shatter besides yours.
Except, they found the will to carry on.
And along the journey found things so much better.

You just have to believe--deep, deep inside.
That the end of hurt lies loves again.

Open your heart and just let it in.
Open your arms and welcome it.

Somethings, we do for protection.
Somethings, we do for satisfaction.
Somethings, we do for love.

Just depends upon the time we want to do it.

Somethings, we do for affect.
Somethings, we do out of respect.
Somethings, we simply do for us.

We know what motivates us.

We all move to our own personal beat.
And upon our own personal time.

It just us.
We might hate it.
We all answer to someone.
Even, those pushing their independence.

Daily, I realize, just why I am blessed.
I have a lovely woman in my life that I know I trust.
To her, for her I give my very best.
All because, she the soul of my heart.

In her I truly trust.
And sworn since day one, she be the soul of my heart.
Yes, the only one.

If I ever needed strength in my corner?
Oh, I can depend on her.
If I ever needed more?
I know I can seek her.

She, my comforter.
Besides my lover, she's, my friend.
But more than the heart that beats within me

She the soul of my heart and rightfully so.

What's the limit on a kiss?
What's the limit on hugs?
And if there are limits?
Just don't limit me on love.

What the limits on feelings?
What's the limits on a lover's touch?
And if there are limitations?
Just don't limit me on love.

Like a river stream my love just flows.
It has an unlimited passage.
By now, you are very aware it's your heart that I am after.

What the limit on loving someone?
With your heart, soul, and of course mind.
Just don't limit creating happiness and joy between us.

Please, don't limit me.

About you
To you
And for you

Just let me sing you a song about how I feel for you.
If I am off key?
Let that not be the reason you're not listening to me.

Because if you get distracted?
You will miss just how you made me happy.

From my heart
To yours these words will be expressed.
Yes, it might be a self-confessed feeling.
Which I hope you find appealing.

So, let me sing you a song.
I will be my own harmony expressing to you every single thing.

Accept my song of joy.
Filled with so much love.
Accept my written words with a smile.
Because daily you make me, make me smile.

He, accept the blame.
He accepts the acclaim.
But when they are terrible?
We quick to say he told us.

Has he stepped in for the Devil?

Except for Flip Wilson truth.
No one point the finger to you know who?
Somewhere, somehow, we are looking like fools.

Strange, folks, we still professing things they done.
And upon who lead the logic.

And there lies the problem.

Sounds good, when spoken?
Another man loss is another man treasure.
Or a headache.

The man that loss realizes his mistake.
The man that gained hadn't faced her mental anguish pain.

Her mouth, head attitudes, her wicked moods.
The one that loss just might be the happiest.

Writing is therapy.
You get to release your frustration, your gladness over the situation.
Writing is your release.

Whatever happening?
Whatever occurred?
You write about it.

It might delight a few and offend some more.
But for you writing is therapy.
So, enjoy releasing your pain, your hurt, your love.
Why?
Because it's therapy for you.

Many grew up with King thinking.
Quiet protest.
Then came X with his fiery brand of come this way.
Come for us and the visit be the same.

And at that moment things changed.
The quiet ***** faded away.
But many seeking a change back to King ways.

They just don't realize things has changed.

The quiet go along ***** isn't this generation.
So, you are facing those ready to fight at a moment notice.
If pushed?

Mayberry RFD and Mayberry in general, or even Leave It To ****** might be your years of growth.

But it's not for the folks of today.
Because time waits for no one.

We, in this great joy of life.
Eventually find someone that enrich our life.
And finding you was a thrill, finding you was my blessing.

Because I love you, for you.
That the best thing I adore about you.
You move to your own beat, to you own dreams.

You create your own path and it draw some folk's wrath.
Still, I love you, for you.
And wouldn't trade you for another in my life.

Sure, opposite attracts.
And when you think about life and many decisions we make.
Sometimes it pays to be different.

Just remember this truth.
I love you for you.

I imagine her daily.
I imagine her being everything I seek.
Yes, I dream, I dream, I dream.

I see her being one beautiful dream.
Just being in her presence is a reality.
When she speaks?
She does it so eloquently.

If I had the power of him?
I be creating things to glorify her more.
So, I dream, I dream, I dream, so much about her.

And if she was your love.
You dream, you dream, daily about her.

She just that wonderful.

It's took losing you to find my type of love.
With you, I was living in a fantasy world.
Far from any type of reality.

Sure, I warned you just playing the along game.
And I saw that truth.
When I lost everything single thing.

Cause I looked around and you have moved on.
But then she came a long and brough clarity to me.

Build up all my insecurity to see a brighter light.
And now(now)
I am living a happy life.

But it took losing you to find my type of love.
Maybe, the only good thing you did for me.
Was leaving me.

Because now (now)
Because now (now)
I am living a happy life.

Happy
Happy
Happy and soulful life.

Remember, with less.
You are blessed.
With more, you are blessed.

Obviously, many see things in a different light.
Yes, a different perspective.
But with life on this earth, you are blessed.

And of course, with love in your life.
Whether you're living wrong or right.
You are blessed.

A joyful treasure granted to you to enjoy.
Yes, love is wonderful.
Yes, love is so beautiful.

Just look around and say what you are thankful because you will see just how blessed you are.

Blessed, you'll forever be.
Even, whenever you dream.
Because somethings become reality.

It's my gift to you.
And all you have to do is be open to it.
Accept, my love.
It's sincere and true.

Let it marinate in your head and melt inside your heart.
Because in my eyes, you're a shining star.

So, accept, accept my love.
It's totally real and reserved for you.
My word what I give?
Will never, never ever hurt you.

So, accept my love.
And embrace ever segment of it.
It will leave great memories within you.

To you, this is written.
To you, this is known.
Someone, you are very aware of love you so.

To you, this is admitted.
To you, this is confirmed.
Someone, you love, love you even more.

I show it through the things I do.
I show it through the words I say.
Someone you love, loves you every single day.

So, to you this is written.
Making you happy is my goal each day.

Hey, I know you.
I know you more than most of my family.
I know what ticks you off.
I know what makes you proud.

Yes, you are known more than many celebrities.
In someone homes you read about daily.
And they can profess, hey, I know you.

Peace, I give to you.
Peace, I bring to you.
Love is all within you.

Hey, I know you through reading.
Through others teaching me about you.
Plus researching for myself.

You're a joy.
You're a blessing.
You someone I can trust with my secrets.

Man, I fault for justice.
To be told it fought.
I said wear you at.
Just to be its where.

Too many wrongs to be right.
****, I didn't create the English language.
Also known as words of confusion.

I try to write but found folks crying about right.
When is wrong right?
And right is wrong.

I try pronouncing a certain phase.
To be told it's enounced but they understood my words.

Thou shall not face this again.
Putting thyself ahead of facing these words of confusion.
All because correction alone is an intrusion.

Think not, you're better than anyone.
Think not that.
For those that remain humble live without regrets.
And they are very blessed.

Think not, you better living in your gate community.
Because crime happens there many refuses to see.
It's just not the less fortunate community.

The book states the poor shall inherit the earth.
Many leaders forget to point this out in church.
Think not, you're better because of your position.

Many been brought down by petition.
They just forget to mention it.
Respect is something you earn and not given.
Although rank, has its alignment.

Think not, you're better in anything.
For there always someone better with a better brain.
And they remain humble not to boast.

News, shoot out quickly about men guilt.
Without acknowledging a few might be innocent.
You never guilt because the press speak.

They just seeking rating and profits to sell.
But the secrets many, many men have about them.
That they never tell or just to themselves protect them.

Like things they done to get rent paid.
Like things they have done behind spouses' back.
Many have turned tricks like they were the magicians.

But many secrets men could use to blaze them.
They simply stay quiet in most cases.
Men don't create MeToo situations.
But many holds secrets to bring a frown to certain women faces.

Yes
Yes, the secrets many men contain.
About the birth of a child.
Or about a brother wicked way with her.

What done in the dark?
Caan rise suddenly to bring pain.
And there won't be no walking in the rain with the one you love.

Because of those secrets about marriage, or affairs would have been destroyed.

Then folks say, what was the purpose?