Turning a page in time don’t have to always rhyme Nor will you always have to roam alone, But finding a true friend to do time with is one great mystery, and learning to wait to take place in history, I in ain’t about sharing ones body for a night, By the moon light, Nor under the covers, As lovers, Making romance, Nor dropping your pants, But love comes from God up above, For only he made love, What love is, We can love our friends seven different ways, Even loving them while making him Straight or gay, But the one that loves you, No matter who was your mother or brother, Will love you no matter if it rains or pours, Or how rotten your floors, Or even if your poor, Or rich, Or live in a ditch, Or if your a bitch, For man or woman, We all have our days, When we are out of control, And should pray, But not thinking first, And have an out burst, But longing for a little understanding, From the only one who can, That’s the allotment man. And that’s God and his heavenly plan, He will never let you down even if you feel like a clown, Love him first, Then find that love in you, Before you try giving it away, For on that day you do it will be from your heart not from with in your pants, That ain’t romance, Only a one night stand, Not in God’s plans, But we all have needs, Some love to breed, But that flash in your pants, Is not love, The forever love, But that love (though feels good), Is only one night, And the love you have or do with family and friends, may or may not last to the end of time, But the forever love will be your true friend for life, He or she will not be a mystery, If you both can live with each other’s history, Then and only them my friend, You two will make your own history, And your love will come from the man up above, Know as our father in heaven, He’s just simply called, God man of love! |