see it. That dream I'm dreaming, but There's a voice inside of my head, tellin' You'll never reach it Every step I'm takin' Every move I make Feels lost
to me blinded by the light, light put up a fight, put up a fight i couldn't see, couldnt see. i never knew this was a war. lost count at you're a whore
it off, real funny huh? yeah, uh, come on (O Canada) 1-2, 1-2, mic check, 1-2, 1-2 yeah (O Canada) uh, yea from the land of the lost Trans-Canada crossed
, I finally know just what it means, To let someone in, To see the side of me, That no-one does or ever will, So if your ever lost, And find yourself
First it comes on quiet, creeping slow Clever words and phrases only stain I remain so lost and buried under everything that I need When all I want is
(1st verse) Here I am, once again Feeling lost but now and then I breath it in to let it go And you don't know where you are now Or what it will come
know that I deserve it But have you really lost all faith You know inside we're worth it There's so much left for us to say Maybe I was lost Or maybe
said, "Mom, this shirt is plaid with a butterfly collar!" The next half hour was the same old thing My mother buying me clothes from 1963 And then she lost
? ok now) i don't care how long it takes i know you're far away but time and distant won't change my love for you now ok, ok, ok now because i'm lost
popular demand and shit Niggaz want the crown but can't handle it This rap game's getting scandalous I done lost my best friend in Los Angeles My other
Can't even count the reasons why ( ohhh I) Refrain: I lift you up and praise Your name You gave me strength to see another day When I was lost, You
use caution, knowin I'm the boss and I'm sittin on pyramids, flossin I don't really gotta talk son I can get lost and sit back livin off endorsements
[Verse 1: Faith Evans] I'll tell you why there's no love, simply you're not cool enough For what we had between us, don't you know you lost my trust
Won't be known until I'm gone and niggaz study my bones Mentally been many places, but I'm Brooklyn's own In the physical, one seems, like a lost body
meal, And at that same kitchen table seen my first mil, In that same backroom I seen my first half, And in that same backroom opened my worst half, A nigga lost
talked my way in and took some ass Whips and cash, come through half stepping and then get whipped in half Southsides my heart, too hard to forget the past Lost
your storm feel sky blue Girl when you're lost you know I'll find you If I'm not beside you I'm behind youImagine you're on the beach and you're lost
Lost, In the day, In a way Its the same as the one before this and i wish, I could say that its all black and white But its gray, Its the same, its the