Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Tell him-Lauryn Hill

Now I may have faith to make mountains fall
But if I lack love then I am nothin at all
I can give away everything I possess
But left without love then I have no happiness
I know Im imperfect [i know Im imperfect]
& not without sin [& not without sin]
But now that Im older all childish things end
And tell him...

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