"Promises" as written by Donald Wallace Poythress and Brian Gene White....
Frantic like a storm before umbrellas float along and roll like
waves through streets of pavement changing me from dry to wet,

Sleeping on your chest forget my mouth will
miss you when your gone and oh love I just cant yet

and the beautiful boy,
He dissolved this strange girl,
And he filled up her world,
But she cant make him promises,

Messy like a maze we mix our days together slow to take our time
Aligning those eight letters never looked so nice,
And God, did you just feel that, heavy like a hurricane as I came, back,

And its too beautiful a taste,
To taper off,
Or go to waste,
And I hate to hesitate,
But I cant make your promises,

Ebony don't leave me here,
You think I would have learned from the waves a fallen back,
Ebony don't leave me here, no

Widdled like a woodblock on your stoop you
stood and should I have knocked,
You talk so well, pass the days with playing,
shedding of our shirts like snake skins,

And it's a beautiful day,
To lay in bed and stay the same,
And I like you as you are,
And I'm not far from promises


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