A Black Man's Breakfast

I think it was a sunday morning
the clouds in the sky and the smile on the faces
of people walking by

there was no reason to bad
there was no reason to complain
if you saw the sunrise girl you'd prolly under stand a little more.

and i
cant wait
to be intruduced to the only one that matters

say that you love me, say that your mine, say you'll be there until the end of time

there just cracks in the streets
no more oceans between us
i saw eyes in your hair, its lazy summer day

i've got two plain tickets to paris