You look at me and wonder. You look at me and doubt. Darling, your eyes are asking. Will the flame burn out? No one is sure of sunshine. No one is sure of dawn. But I am sure. My love will live
Oh listen, sister, I love my Mr. Man. And I can't tell you why there ain't no reason. For me to love dat man. It must be sumthin' dat the angels done plan. . Fish got to swim, birds got to fly.
