I used to live with him Lived in his crazy eyes I used to find myself in the sweet paradise We used to play the games on the back seat of my car I felt in love with him So fresh aired So bizarre
For 40 days And 40 nights I was waiting for his call For 40 days And 40 nights Heavy storm was hitting my soul
I used to call him first, Find him first, Watch him kind Did it for what it worth Because my boy lost his mind I always blamed myself for dozen times he passed by I didn’t know that all that time he wasn’t mine