Oh... je voudrais tant que tu te souviennes Des jours heureux ou nous etions amis En ces temps-la, la vie etait plus belle Et le soleil, plus brulant qu'aujourd'hui Les feuilles mortes se ramassent a pelle Tu vois, je n'ai pas oublie Les feuilles mortes se ramassent a la pelle Les souvenirs et les regrets aussi Et le vent du nord les emporte Dans la nuit froide de l'oubli Tu vois, je n'ai pas oublie La chanson que tu me chantais... C'est une chanson qui nous ressemble Toi tu m'aimais, et je t'aimais Nous vivions tous les deux ensemble Toi qui m'aimais, moi qui t'aimait Mais la vie separe ceux qui s'aiment Tout doucement, sans faire de bruit Et la mer efface sur le sable Les pas des amants desunis The falling leaves drift by the window The autumn leaves of red and gold I see your lips, the summer kisses The sun-burned hands I used to hold Since you went away the days grow long And soon I'll hear old winter's song But I miss you most of all, my darling When autumn leaves start to fall Since you went away the days grow long And soon I'll hear old winter's song But I miss you most of all, my darling When autumn leaves start to fall Since you went away the days grow long And soon I'll hear old winter's song But I miss you most of all, my darling When autumn leaves start to fall When autumn leaves start to fall

The falling leaves drift by the window The autumn leaves of red and gold I see your lips, the summer kisses The sunburned hand I used to hold Since you went away the days grow long And soon I'll hear old winter's song But I miss you most of all, my darling When autumn leaves start to fall I see your lips, the summer kisses The sunburned hand I used to hold Since you went away the days grow long And soon I'll hear old winter's song But I miss you most of all, my darling When autumn leaves start to fall Ronhontz Worldnet.att.net

If I was the president, I would tax it If I was a dealer, I would bag it, get it cracking, I He wanna leave a stack on the table My man ain't used to being catered He say, "That for me? All that, and it's free?" What we got is high end And baby been used to Ikea Now he know where the sauce is Demi glaze saucing, ah They don't make 'em like this You can't find this on the gram 'Cause I keep mine private Bae, I can't help it It's just high, high priced velvet Ooh, the type that you blessed with Yeah, it's high, high priced velvet All them wanna bag They say, "Can I have?" I say, "Nigga, please That's for bae, yes, indeed" And bae, I can't help it It's just high priced velvet Only thing missing is some popcorn Bae, keep watching like a movie, oooh And this here body - so cold When I walk by, he said, "God, bless me" Achoo, achoo, achoo I'm the type that you I do I'm the type and calligraphy I'm the type that you one knee I'm the type that ya momma meet 'Cause I keep mine private Bae, I can't help it It's just high, high priced velvet Ooh, the type that you blessed with Yeah, it's high, high priced velvet All them wanna bag They say "Can I have?" I say, "Nigga, please That's for bae, yes, indeed" Bae, I can't help it It's just high, high priced velvet Ooh Body, body - so cold He called me sneeze And every time I walk by, he say, "God, bless me" Body, body - so cold He called me sneeze And every time I walk by, he say, "God, bless me" It's high, priced velvet It's high priced velvet If he was a dealer, he's bag it, get it crackin' Oooh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Oh nah, nah Oh nah, nah, nah, nah, nah Don't leave No Don't leave I heard it through the grapevine You and your lady having problems You looking for a alibi A pretty young thing that can solve it I ain't come out here to break no heart, no But I can tell you pushed that tonight, ahh-I But don't leave your girl for a woman like me I'm not the type to put up with all your schemes I got my agenda, other actions too I got better things to do Than you Don't leave your girl for me Don't leave your girl for me Ahh, ahhh, uh She waiting on a phone call While you on the net tryna slide in You looking for the next one She telling everybody you wifed it I ain't no fanscription for your issues But I can tell you want that tonight, ahh-I But don't leave your girl for a woman like me I ain't the type to put up with all your schemes I got my agenda, other actions too I got better things to do Than you Don't leave your girl for me Don't leave your girl for me Da, da, da, da, da, da Da, da, da, da, da, da Yeah, yeah You the type to always get around, we know You the type to never hold her down, we know Should be a crime how you lie, you need to face time You hit me last night tryin' that FaceTime thing She ain't gotta worry about it All the talk you got is too cheap, you can't afford none Oh she ain't gotta worry about it 'Cause all the talk you got is too cheap, you can't afford none Eehh (That ain't dangerous, boy) Tee-ta-to-ka-do, tee-ke-ta-dee

Bless my soul I've been alone too long Somebody without someone Is no one at all And baby all these nights I've struggled and fought my pride Scared that someone your type Couldn't see past my flaws 'Cause I've heard that heaven ain't easy to get to, ooh The closest I'll get might be right next to you, ooh For I've got to know I got to feel how it feels To be loved by you Ooh, I got to touch something real Can I feel and be loved by you Jealousy is getting the best of me Thinking about you sleep without me in town And I had no peace 'til you give me clarity I need to hear and see If I matter at all 'Cause I've heard that heaven ain't easy to get to, ooh The closest I get might be right next to you For I've got to know I got feel how it feels To be loved by you Ooh, I got to touch something real Can I feel and be loved by you? Ooh, I got to feel it (How it feels to be loved) Ooh, I got to feel it (How it feels to be loved) Ooh, I might not get another chance (how it feels to be loved) Cannot let it slip out of my hands How does it feel to be loved by you?

Feel like I just hit the lotto Ooh, dress cleaner than a Sunday I'm goody good like gelato Mean, like a caddy with the roof off He told me, "Be quiet baby, be cool" Bae make me feel like sativa, I call him high school And I'm bad, bad and yellow bone Taste better when its homemade and grown Ah babe My sugar's sweeter, sweeter than your Kool Aid I'm sweeter, I'm sweeter and you know it Said, ah babe My sugar's sweeter, I can be your Kool Aid You know, you can't buy this at the corner store Oh baby Love how you put in the work like it's your day job Oh baby Them thotty thotties be dirty, I'm Aquafina Oh baby I got the flavor, the peach like I'm from Georgia New hair, new braids Nina Simone with a touch of 'Yonce Now ah babe My sugar's sweeter, sweeter than your Kool Aid I'm sweeter, I'm sweeter and you know it Said, ah babe My sugar's sweeter, I can be your Kool Aid You know, you can't buy this at the corner store

Black woman Unprotected in this world Is she loved? Is she treasured? Is she heard? Oh, black woman Are you wanted in this world? Oh, black woman Are you valued in this world? They try to look you over like they don't care They say they want your body but not your hair Oh, they tell you change your nose Keep your skin too fair But everybody knows it Deep down they're scared 'Cause oh, black girl They owe you apology Oh, black girl Don't give 'em your energy You're the healer of the world You're the healer of society You're the healer of the world You're the healer of society Talk They call it evening 'cause it's black as Eve Mitochondrial gene Imitating my behind How I fit my jeans Black don't lack Henrietta, I'm singing Erykah Healer, I feel her What's a king if he ain't got a Coretta? Ask Hakeem, for a queen He'd fight a lion Y'all stay lying Tryna lower our self-esteem (nah) Feel unseen and unprotected Brainwashed brothers Learn from the real ones that check you because they love us How you hate someone that look like your whole mother? Guess she should've used a rubber But I don't judge her Knowing each of us tryna make it They take it Too beautiful to change our faces (come on) This beauty contagious, no cap Braided our hair as a map To freedom from racists Innovative Nothing 'bout this genealogy basic Where the roses, the applause? We deserve praises Without a black women you'd still be stuck in the matrix, you know 'Cause oh, black girl They owe you apology Oh, black girl Oh, don't give 'em your energy You're the healer of the world You're the healer of society You're the healer of the world You're the healer of society (yeah)