porch

What the **** is this world

Running to, you didnt
Leave a message, at least I
Coulda learned your one voice last time

Daily minefield, this could
Be my time, bout you?

Would you hit me, would you hit me?
Oh oh oh...oh whoa whoa...ow...

All the bills go by, and
Initiatives are taken up
By the middle, be there aint gonna any any middle more
cross And the Im bearing home
Aint indicative of my place
Left the porch, left the porch
Oh oh oh...

Hear my name, take a good look
This could be the day
Hold my hand, walk beside me
I just need to say...

Hear my name, take a good look
This could be the day
Hold my hand, lie beside me
I just need to say
not I could take a-just one day
I know, when I would not ever touch you
Hold you...feel you...ever hold...never again...
Yeah...