Nhạc sĩ: Curtis Mayfield
Lời đăng bởi: 86_15635588878_1671185229650
Walking through the park, it wasn't quite dark, there was a man sitting on a bench
Out of the crowd as his head slowly bowed, he just moaned and he made no sense
He just go mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
I just couldn't help myself, guess I was born with a curious mind
I asked this man just what did he mean, when he moaned that he'd be so kind
And he told me to carry on, cause I was blinded by that protocols
Just go mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
Now that I've grown up
And the woman I love, she has gone
Now that I'm a man, I think I understand
Sometimes everyone will sing the song
Listen to them sing
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm