Tuesday, August 4, 2009

Lonely

Louis Vuitton luggage
And first class seats
All of it means nothing
If you’re not with me
I’d rather take a road trip
With you by my side
I’d rather be boo’d up low
Than solo fly

But, the game don’t stop just cus I want it
It’s the price I pay for the road I’m on and
Sometimes, somedays, I just might call you to
Make sure you know that I adore you

Now this airport food, it just can’t feed me and
this life is good but it ain’t easy
These designer things, they can’t console me
Because I need your arms to hold me

I guess it’s like my mama told me
I’d rather be broke than lonely

Written: 07.18.09

On My Mind

I’ve seen the godly fall from grace
I’ve seen the tortoise win the race
I’ve seen a tree grow in the sun
One day at a time

Seen children born, and elders die
Seen lovers laugh, and mourners cry
Seen how rain clouds change the sky
One day at a time


You’re always on my mind.
You’re always on my mind.
Through all the changes
All the time
You’re always on my mind.

Written 08.02.09