Not Around 2 - Nova

Oh, she could be up Oh, she could be down But I'm not around to see her (hey) Oh, she could be up Oh, she could be down But I'm not around to see my baby To see my baby, to see my baby I need my lady, she thinks I'm crazy To see my baby, to see my baby I need my lady, she thinks I'm crazy I know she wanna ride with my niggas But she can go get high when not with us I'm gonna take that ass aside then fuck with her I'm gonna get you in your thighs in the, in the, in the How could you forgive me, babe? How could you forgive me? I gave you, I can get you wet instantly Know you can't forget it Baby girl, I'm waiting for a minute So get here on me And I'm lonely Baby girl, you got it for me Baby girl, you know you know me Better than I know my homies 'Cause you kept it real with a nigga And now you tryna chill with these bitches And I don't ever wanna keep you with no other bitches Only mine girl, you're mine girl And I really wanna kick it, I will miss you But you're mine girl, so bye Oh, she could be up Oh, she could be down But I'm not around to see my baby Oh, she could be up Oh, she could be down But I'm not around to see my baby To see my baby, to see my baby I need my lady, she thinks I'm crazy To see my baby, to see my baby I need my lady, she thinks I'm crazy (Oh, oh, yeah) (Aah-aah, whoa, whoa) (Aah)

I picked you up from the airport Your smile didn't feel the same Asked you a question, then watched as You shot it down like a plane And I'm not being too dramatic I'm the one who bought your flight I knew I shouldn't have told you How much I make a week And we both think that it's stupid That they pay me just to sing And I can sing for you for free But it's just never quite as special as The first time, I sang you First Day of My Life We both thought Bright Eyes was old news But the song still made you smile And I feel like it's been a while Since your light shone on my account But when you're not around I turn into something I'm not lost or found I'm neither, I'm nothing When you're not around There's not much to say Hear me yelling out loud My love went away, hear me shout

Tristeza não tem fim Felicidade sim A felicidade é como a pluma Que o vento vai levando pelo ar Voa tão leve, mas tem a vida breve Precisa que haja vento sem parar A felicidade do pobre parece A grande ilusão do carnaval A gente trabalha o ano inteiro Por um momento de sonho Pra fazer a fantasia De rei ou de pirata ou jardineira Pra tudo se acabar na quarta-feira Tristeza não tem fim Felicidade sim Tristeza não tem fim Felicidade sim A felicidade é como a gota De orvalho numa pétala de flor Brilha tranquila, depois de leve oscila E cai como uma lágrima de amor A felicidade é uma coisa louca Mas tão delicada também De flores e amores De todas as cores Tem ninhos de passarinhos Tudo isso é o que ela tem E é por ela ser assim tão delicada Que eu trato sempre dela muito bem Tristeza não tem fim Felicidade sim Tristeza não tem fim Felicidade sim