Bahamas Beat - popura

When we started out I had my doubts I let 'em in Now I can't begin When I apologize See it in your eyes You don't give a damn Honey please don't give up on your man Time has its ways Of stealing days from me and you Now what can we do If everytime I call All of Montreal Don't seem like no plan Honey please don't give up on your man Of all the things we said Laying in our bed Which words will I hold true If I could stay the course My voice hollered hoarse From screaming the sky is blue Now here we are again Both wishing that was then When I do all I can Honey please Don't give up on your man

Can't complain I made a living with my brain I made something new For all of you From some old refrain Take what's already been done Find some new way to get the song sung Can't complain, I made a living with my brain Please understand I made my living with my hands Through the work and the toil Through the blood and the soil There's no master plan Build it up to tear it back down Just a ruin to one day be found Please understand, I made my living with my hands Tryna do more With all that I'm given Tryna do more Than just make a livin' Forget your rules I'ma use my own tools Forget your union man And your pension plan And your private schools Forget just tryna survive I'm only doing that which makes me feel alive Can't complain I made a living with my brain

Looked for you Through the stars Slept in my clothes and in my car Looked for you, everywhere But did I see? Did I just stare? (Hmmmm, hmmmm) my love (Hmmmm, hmmmm) my love (Hmmmm, hmmmm) my love From the earth, from the sand You and me, made by hand Round and round, on the wheel The way it is, the way it feels (Hmmmm, hmmmm) my love (Hmmmm, hmmmm) my love (Hmmmm, hmmmm) my love Do I even know you at all? Do I even know you at all? Do I even know you at all? Do I even know you at all? Hmmmm, Hmmm Hmmmm, Hmmm Hmmmm, Hmmm

Hold me, plain tee Desert boots and white jeans, so clean Old ways, long days Lost inside my own maze, manmade My own timezone Life lived through some smartphone, full grown Clean life, ex wife Treats me like some dull knife That ain't right My privilege is done I don't know that I can make a difference My privilege is done I don't know that I can make a difference Old pain, no name It's not hard to lay blame, blame game Way back, white black How'd we get so sidetracked? There's no slack Lives crush, your sweet touch Ignorant of so much, as hates clutch Unfair, my share Is this just class warfare? Our fare share? White privilege is dark I don't know that I can make a difference White privilege is dark I've always thought love can make a difference My life, off white Brought up by my own type, ain't right First class, near passed Life lived through some wine glass That's so crass New me, I'm so free Free from all my history There's no mystery Sure love, no love That's what we're in need of, real love

すばらしい ものがたり おずおずと ふれあうわ 指と指 ほんのすこし すこしづつ やさしさが ひらいてく 愛のとびら 真実は ただひとつ しあわせは 隠せない 誰の目にも なつかしい 歌のように 凍りつく 季節さえ 変えながら ほんのすこし すこしづつ やさしさが ひらいてく 愛のとびら やさしさが ひらいてく 愛のとびら