Oh My God
I got mysterious mind
Nobody wants your cool
Nobody wants your kind
But you
You got mysterious too
Nobody want your kind
Nobody ever fooled
Let it out
You got to scream and shout with us sometimes
Let it out
You got your demons out with us sometimes
And I
I got the temperature high
Nobody want your cool
Nobody want your kind
But you
You got the temperature too
Nobody want your kind, everybody cool
Everybody Needs a Friend
(Powell, Turner, Upton, Turner)
Screen Gems Publishing
I didn't know what day it was that day,
Felt just like falling down on my knees to pray.
Looked at myself, and all that I could say
Was,"I think I see the errors of my way".
There in the glass there was something caught my eye,
Although I try through my sighing not to cry.
See where I am, and what I try to say,
Just so I'll look at the errors of my way.
Guess I got no one around to pull me through.
I just need someone to turn to, yes, I do.
Doin' my best just to change my yesterday,
Then I won't have no more errors of my way.