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I m a love man,
Call me the love man.
Uh baby, I m a love man.
That s what they call me,
I m a love man.

60 2 8 100 and10,
Come on help me through to pass in.
Alone liked that on my own side, yeah.
Hey you got up, I wanna take you on,
Cause I m a love man.

That s what they call me,
I m a love man.

Pick up to you anymore girl,
Pick up to you the night, night,
Pick up to you when you think about it.
I wanna pick up everything, all right,
Cau, cau, cau, cau, cause
I m a love man.

Uh baby, I m a love man.
That s what they call me,
I m the love man.
Baby go to love me.

60 2 8 100 and 10,
Come on and help me through to pass in.
Alone liked that on my own side, yeah.
Come on my babe, I wanna take you on,
Cause I m the love man.

Uh baby, I m a love man.

Love me,
That all I help me.
I m just the love man.
Uh baby, they call me the love man.
Yes I am, I m just the love man.

I quick want you girl,
Only to hold you.
I quick want you girl,
I want a kiss.
I quick want you girl,
Want me to take you up.
I got to, wanna knock you, oh babe

Oh babe, I m a love man,
Uh baby, I m a love man,
I said I m just a love man,
Good do man.
I m just a love man,
Babe, babe,
I m just a love man,
Good do man...

CHORUS:
I ve got dreams
Dreams to remember
I ve got dreams
Dreams to remember

Honey, I saw you there last night
With another man s arms holding you tight
Nobody knows what I feel inside
All I know I walked...

Do you think it`s easy to forget
Time heals nothing
That`s why I lie awake
My spirit seems to leave me now
My vital spark burns out
Me my god I´m 23
My eve of life has just begun (already begun)
Wwheeelllsss of...

You are the stream that flows in the desert
Reviving my heart and flooding my soul
You are the flame that splits through the darkness
To burn up my sin and point where to go

And I worship you
Strait to you I run
Lord my cry is this
That your will be done

Let the nations rejoice...

It’s a long way back where I found you
It’s a fair hard fall, it’s a very cruel town
And my dress is tore, and I got no jewels
And I’m hungry for life a little less cruel
Some dignity and not too much sorrow
And just a little bit of hope
we’re not for tomorrow

And...

To call my own
The slightets correction
Couldn t finely hone
The sweetest infection
Of body and mind
Sweetest injection
Of any kind
I stop and I stare too much
Afraid that I care too much
And I hardly dare to touch
For fear that the spell may be broken