Hook:
the man has ashy-skin
tryin to withstand those classy-men
so he could pass-the-grin
of what he sees in this flashy-trim
lady who he hopes isn't an accident...
Verse 1:
a man's sleeping pattern remains nocturnal
because he daydreams eternal
so at night, he strips down in front of a moon bright
hoping the light, will give his skin pigmentation he'd like
why, you may ask?, its because he wantsa impress girls when they pass
but one girl truly special, who's voice in his heart forever echoes
one girl he idolizes, which shines like diamonds
in his eyes when he fantasizes, about holding her when he's in silence
yet out in the dark he stands, hoping for the sunlight like plants
so he can become presentable, to the one who he'll always see as beautiful
because being with her would be unbelievable, yet she's out with other people
while in the moonlight he stays like a statue, getting sucked in by stupidity like a vacuum
yet this he ignores, and he stands outside his doors forever more...
Hook:
the man has ashy-skin
tryin to withstand those classy-men
so he could pass-the-grin
of what he sees in this flashy-trim
lady who he hopes isn't an accident...
the man has ashy-skin
tryin to withstand those classy-men
so he could pass-the-grin
of what he sees in this flashy-trim
lady who he hopes isn't an accident...
Verse 2:
he sees others, looking darker and buffer
yet he can't talk to anyone, for he's even considered stupid by his mother
so he sits outside, sucking in his pride
as others tell him to move on, just remembering this girl, who he loves so strong
after a while, he becomes suspicious, as hurt feelings vicious
starts to leave his mind decayed, as out in the moon still he-stays
hoping itll pay off soon, all his nights being dedicated to the girl and the moon
he skips some nights when depressed, as he feels he'll never be with his princess
so out in the moon this man still stands, still nowhere close to a tan...
Hook:
the man has ashy-skin
tryin to withstand those classy-men
so he could pass-the-grin
of what he sees in this flashy-trim
lady who he hopes isn't an accident...
the man has ashy-skin
tryin to withstand those classy-men
so he could pass-the-grin
of what he sees in this flashy-trim
lady who he hopes isn't an accident...
somtimes hope is all you can do, but hope won't always make your dreams come true...
my heart has ashy-skin
tryin to withstand those classy-men
so he could pass-the-grin
of what he sees in this flashy-trim
lady who he hopes isn't an accident...
Verse 3:
i sit here thinking of you, wishing loves true
when it comes outta your mouth, cuz thinking boutcha is all my day's about
you see i truly love you, thats why sometimes i don't trust you
yet like the man with the moonlight, i will do whatever it takes to keep you within my heart's site
cuz im too young to have a heart attack, and even though times you make me feel dark-n-sad
i still sit here, waiting for calls which i never hear
emails which never get a reply, thinking, wondering why
as i get teary eyed, boutta cry
when i call and you say your busy, i wonder if your truly in love with-me
because if you felt the same, then you'd be in love, insane
then when clues and others tell me im stupid, i have no other choice but to look towards cupid
but when cupid runs outta arrows, it leaves my choices narrow
tho i still love you and always will, and love for you i will always feel
sometimes i feel worse then filth, as you make my heart bloom and wilt
like a flower, you stole my pollin, and you contain all the power, to make me ever see my honey, just by callin...
Hook:
my heart has ashy-skin
tryin to withstand those classy-men
so he could pass-the-grin
of what he sees in this flashy-trim
lady who he hopes isn't an accident...
my heart has ashy-skin
tryin to withstand those classy-men
so he could pass-the-grin
of what he sees in this flashy-trim
lady who he hopes isn't an accident...
out in the moon i'll wait, til this my heart can no longer take
id give you all my cake, because money ain't a thing if its no valid in the world you make
my heart has ashy-skin
tryin to withstand those classy-men
so he could pass-the-grin
of what he sees in this flashy-trim
lady who he hopes isn't an accident...
the man has ashy-skin
tryin to withstand those classy-men
so he could pass-the-grin
of what he sees in this flashy-trim
lady who he hopes isn't an accident...
my heart has ashy-skin
tryin to withstand those classy-men
so he could pass-the-grin
of what he sees in this flashy-trim
lady who he hopes isn't an accident...
from april 6th, 2003..unedited from original format...another "oldskool" one..tell me what u guys think...