dat man love me...
how come he not there...
in da mist i cry....
and he let me....
coz he diappeared....
in da mist...
oh how i yearn for him...
think he know
in da mist...
he need ta bring his butt
HOME ta me...
and clear da mist
of sadness
in da mist i cry
in my flyte i'll bring him home
so u don't feel alone
in search of da man
worry not i got da plan
to make him stay if not
open da door i come to play
and trust me u will stay
i see him ova there
up up to da air
on his way bringing him home
weep not ya not alone
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