Tell me, what can i do for you?
How can i turn your dreams from the sky
into a reality of truth?
A love that burns like our joints, so smooth
A real man, with you i need not search for clues
You lead me as i rest my eyes,
like a harlem singer and her tired blues
there is so much strength in those long tunes
and it is you who i choose to sing them to
i want to take risks,
do some things we can’t undo
when i said i was yours,
i meant...