Pray for my Babay 1/16/04
chorus:
I wish everyday was Sunday
So I could go to church and pray
for my babay...yay!
Dunno if she cares for me
All I know is I long for her
I gotta initiate and be bold
I wish everyday was Sunday
so I could go to church to pray
for my babay...
She shot me down once before
All because I wanted to score
But now it's not lust, you see
I've fallen in love with her secretly
I wish she had ESP
So we can communicate so free
First comes love then comes marriage
my infatuation with baby carriage
I bought the book by Dr. Spock
Even if it's far fetched, it seems
My unknown reoccuring dreams
of the girl that is so keen
She barely knows who I am
does she think I'm the son of Sam?
Or just a psychopathic ham
or some stalker in e-mail land?
or a computer geek with a LAN
whatever happens happens
I hope, my friend, you understand
My walk with God is in good hands
I long to see her once again
her diamond eyes, her aural zen
obsessive ruminating thoughts
melancholy blueman group
took a picture on his cell
sent it via Outlook email
another day no time to tell
no reply, I'm not feeling well
still no reaction, oh it's hell
I start to shake, yell, eyes swell
Love is a two-way street
Love is twofold, very sweet
If there's no reciprocation
Then there's no everlasting elation
maybe it just isn't meant to be
feel to fight it, extended glee
Brooding agony, risk to defeat
love has succombed to be a cheat
It's just in my head I think
Talked to my shrink, little fink
Joyful disdainful quenching thirst
of a love that's waiting in a hearse
patience is a virtue indeed
Just remember Jesus who had to bleed
Reiterating the Apostle's Creed
Ascended into heaven
and sits on the right hand
of God, the father Almighty
from thence he'll come to judge
the quick and the dead
I'm quick to think but slow to speak
I've got her on my mind that leaks
information in forms of poetry
wherever she is I pray she's well
whether I'm still alive,
only time will tell
I wish everyday was Sunday
so I could go to church to pray
for my babay...
There's someone out there for me
Not dwell in the past
just live for today and the future
wait 'til my cuts mend by suture
I'll just find my niche
and live for the Lord
then I'll be forever happy
and never be bored
Enjoy him forever
forevermore
The meaning of life
is God's love, for sure.
