Even when there's the slightest bit of sunshine it may storm

Rain or sleet or whatever the weather...even snow


Even when ur love dies...u become better without mourn

When u feel like the best is the present u never even know

U might have already had the best that u ever will

U may never live in the past but maybe again u'll never feel

The passion...harmony...unison...and triumph over depression

The succession and satisfaction in almost seeing perfection

The pride and joy that u had in the first time u started reppin

Ur significant other with comforting feeling progression

I have ability to love and do it as my profession

I use my heart as protection and dignity as a weapon

Cuz there's someone i like and maybe she feels the same

Maybe anger is acting as if she's secretly playin a game

You've made a few attempts but mystery leaves me to shame

This isn't a white flag my demeanor never will change

Im never hoping a leave just a feeling that's Ginuwine

Have me feelin sick at the same time feeling like i can fly

Like i cant walk a straight line without u in on my mind

Or by myside...without u making me feel alive

It may not be a big deal to u...i beg to differ

Minimal thought process...take turns feelin weird...then our comfort gets stiffer

Chances that i take to by wearing my heart on my sleeve

Chances im hopin u give...You'll never know if u leave

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