Billy Porter
R&B/Soul
출생 1969.09.21
데뷔 1994
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What Is Time?
What is time?
Is it the autumn leaves that change?
Or the snow that floats from the sky
What is Time?
Is it the air we breathe?
Or the wings that teach
The new born bird to fly
Who can tell?
I don't know
Will we change?
Will we grow?
What is time?
Is it eternity
In heaven
Or just a hope for peace on earth
Where's the time
Gone in a blink of an eye
But with every blink
A birth
We live
We learn
We love
In time
We give
We urn
We grow
In time
Time for change
Its time to care
It's not too late
Don't despair
Reach inside your heart
To find the joy and love
To share with all mankind
For all we know
All we have is time
Hold Me In Your Heart
You don't want to see me anymore
You can't listen to me laugh out loud
You don't wanna see me dance
You can't even take the chance
That it might reflect on you
You missed out on the best part of me
The part that made me who I am today
Oh, but the best part of me is standing in front of you
And loves you anyway
Hold me in your heart till you understand
Hold me in your heart just the way that I am
With all your faults, I love you
Don't give up, on me
I won't give up, on you
Well you took my hand, taught me how to be strong
That's where I picked up when we went all wrong
I know that I hurt you, and you hurt me too
But you mean more to me, I must mean more to you
Hold me in your heart till you understand
Hold me in your heart just the way that I am
With all your faults I love you
I need you to love me that way too
I'm Not My Father's Son
When I was just a kid
everything I did, was to be like him
under my skin
My father always thought,
if I was strong and fought
not like some albatross, I'd begin
to fit in
Look at me powerless and holding my breath
trying hard to repress what scared him to death
It was never easy to be his type of man
to breathe freely was not in his plan
and the best part of me
is what he wouldn't see
I'm not my fathers son
I'm not the image of what he dreamed of
With the strength of Sparta and the patience of Job,
still couldn't be the one
to echo what he'd done
and mirror what was not in me
So I jumped in my dreams and found an escape
maybe I went to extremes of leather and lace,
but the world seems brighter six inches off the ground
and the air seemed lighter
I was profound and I felt so proud
just to live out loud
I'm not my fathers son
I'm not the image of what he dreamed of
With the strength of Sparta and the patience of Job,
still couldn't be the one
to echo what he'd done
and mirror what was not in me
The endless story of expectations swirling inside my mind wore me down
I came to a realization and I finally turned around to see that I could just be me
I'm not my fathers son
I'm not the image of what he dreamed of
With the strength of Sparta and the patience of Job,
still couldn't be the one
to echo what he'd done
and mirror what was not in me
Sunday
Sunday, by the blue, purple, yellow, red water
On the green, purple, yellow, red grass
Let us pass through our perfect park
Pausing on a Sunday
By the cool, blue, triangular water
On the soft, green, elliptical grass
As we pass through arrangements of shadows
Towards the verticals of trees, forever
By the blue, purple, yellow, red water
On the green, orange, violet mass of the grass
In our perfect park, made of flecks of light
And dark and parasols
People strolling through the trees
Of a small suburban park
On an island in the river
On an ordinary Sunday
Sunday, Sunday, Sunday
Edelweiss
But The World Goes 'Round
Sometimes you're happy, sometimes you're sad
But the world goes 'round
Sometimes you lose every nickel you had
But the world goes 'round
Sometimes your dreams get broken in pieces
But that doesn't alter a thing
Take it from me, there's still gonna be
A summer, a winter, a fall and a spring
And sometimes a friend starts treating you bad
But the world goes 'round
And sometimes your heart breaks with a deafening sound
Somebody loses and somebody wins
Then one day it's kicks, then it's kicks in the shins
But the planet spins, and the world goes 'round
And 'round and 'round and 'round and 'round
The world goes 'round and 'round and 'round
And 'round!