Can't Return To You (feat. Rona Ray) - Dustinho

Well, I'm standing next to a mountain, chop it down with the edge of my hand Well, I'm standing next to a mountain, chop it down with the edge of my hand Pick up all the pieces, make an island, might even raise a little sand 'Cause I'm a voodoo chile, Lord knows I'm a voodoo chile I didn't mean to take up all your sweet time Give it right back to you one of these days I didn't mean to take up all your sweet time Give it right back to you the rest of my days I won't see you again in this world, see you in the next one Don't be late, don't be late 'Cause I'm a voodoo chile yeah, Lord knows I'm a voodoo chile

I gave two teeth in a teenage brawl For a girl whose name I can't recall Then we broke up I gave a knee to the football team Chasing that high school state champ dream We almost won I gave junior college almost a year Then I gave a Greyhound twenty bucks And that's how I got here I give all my money for a slice of daily bread I give forty honest hours to a boss I never met And I gave my soul to Jesus at the age of twenty-two So there ain't much left to offer But I give my heart to you I gave a beard and a head of hair To a boot camp corporal with a barber's chair At Camp LeJeune I gave Uncle Sam what he bargained for Twenty-four months, not a minute more I just didn't fit in Then I gave a high school friend of mine a call And we gave a body shop a try 'Til we gave up last fall I give all my money for a slice of daily bread I give forty honest hours to a boss I never met And I gave my soul to Jesus at the age of twenty-two So there ain't much left to offer But I give my heart to you And I gave my soul to Jesus at the age of twenty-two So there ain't much left to offer But I give my heart to you...