leave it all behind you better take a little time you wanna leave it all behind you wanna leave it all behind take a little time baby dont you worry you wanna leave
leave it all behind you better take a little time you wanna leave it all behind you wanna leave it all behind take a little time baby dont you worry you wanna leave it
heat is on The heat is on Verse2 We're gonna make tonight last forever And leave all our troubles behind Lets beat the clock, lets do it together I'll
gon' fail shit off me I gotta shake this weak shit off me Keep shit off me, leave it in the streets like bitch, get off me September 18th, 2-O-O-6 I
like a king I told you if you lose me, that you would be losing a good thing I'll always remember that day in September, cold as December Leaving behind
in from the embassy It's not easy to tell you; It's best that you see [CHRIS] KIM! It's about Kim isn't it? Only you know how hard I tried to get
Weatherman says, "It might hit 95 September's gonna feel more like July" He's callin' for a night that's warm and mild I think he missed it by a mile
It's late in September, beautiful and clear the nights are so cold, and I wash away my tears. The leaves on the trees, with colors so bright caught by
September Then I remember losing you, October '89 But if I live in the past, there's no future I'm looking forward to leaving October behind 'All things
were the best God damn, you were the best A dozen roses couldn't say goodbye To all the heartache so I left them in the garden The swollen eclipse now leaves
, amnesia (It'll make, it'll make, it'll make things better) I gotta leave ya (Oh, oh, oh) I gotta leave you I tried to leave the past behind me But
The heat is on The heat is on We're gonna make tonight last forever And leave all our troubles behind Lets beat the clock, lets do it together I'll
step back To make sure I can feel my heart still beating strong. Disguise yourself to hide the scars It could be worse you know, so leave it how it is
the stand and tell, I'll be doin' life in jail Like judge, he made me do it It ain't the gun, it's the nigga behind it that shoot it, that's ruthless
I set these fires And all your fears, it's nothing new And all your tears, they won't help you And all your fears, it's nothing new And all your tears
the cupboard And there's vodka in a glass, Sunshine in the sunroom, Four different types of grass, You can take it with you, You can leave it all behind, It
were like All these things that you like to leave behind All these things that you like to leave behind And if it matters at all If it matters at all
Forever is a mountain we've yet to climb Tears are a part of what is yet to leave behind Strength in numbers, all you need is two Everyone's a winner
