Your love brings out the best in me, it took away my permission to be
Fake. Became my granted american dream come true. My life had me
Calling out from the lonely dark. So here we are sharing the same sweet
Dream. And might I say, your love like always, brings out the best in me

Tears are falling in the street, from so many young and old dying
People  going to bed hungry in this rich nation, because they don't
Have enough to eat, kids in the ghetto here or across the seas need
Shoes on their feet, I wonder if young girls on the street, will make
It home safely in short and tight dress,plunging neckline  showing
Your uncovered *******, kids are sitting high in school, not even
Learning, but for some money they didn't even earn, for that they seem
To be yearning, if they keep on going the wrong way, their lives will be
A tangled mess, broken down morals from babies out of wedlock,
Previous time just thrown away, when you lay your head down tonight
Will you wake up to the sunrise of another day

You always hurt the ones you love, until there is nothing more to hurt
And the heart grows sullen ,and closes its doors of welcome. And love
No longer lives there any more. That place is closed and hidden. Both
Day and night,where love has gone.Now the hurt stands silent guard
Bleeding over the grave of mistrust

Tears are falling on the streets, all because young and old are dying,
Being robbed shot stabbed, lost respect among ourselves, for peace we're
Not even trying.Young women and men late at night on the deadly streets
All alone, with your exposed ******* and short skirts, I wonder will you Make it safely home.Death is calling your name,will it be your time to
Answer. So much of our time is spent worshiping the wrong person who's
Not ours , our houses and cars as worship things, and if we go back to
Loving and respecting each person, the brightness of love to each life
We'd bring, because if we'd do this a new song  of joy I would sing

In the lonely hour, when everyone is fast asleep, silence is  all around
Like a sweet maiden , all mine to keep.One thing I realize that my distant
Lover can't hear me now, but even far away or near remains bone of my
Bone and flesh of my flesh , and I  would hope that this prayer reaches
Across the miles touching your very spirit, just like I long to do were you
Here in this lonely hour, and I would hold you close to me like man holds
A very precious jewel,my love

With every sigh every glance
Every touch . I fall deeper in love with you
All over again

If you see me sinking low, reach out a helping hand. Most times I can
Stand strong and independent on my own, but every now and then
We all can use a hand to stand. When I get up each morning, after the
Night is gone and done, I thank GOD for letting me see the rising of that
Same old sun, so try not to complain, stop thinking you're all that, you
Could be dead and cold in an unmarked grave, that could be a fact
Time to be thankful for every minute and second of every of each day
Be thankful that GOD loves you enough to grant another day