When we coming home, love pick up a phone 

Said, you know we both feeling something inside our heart, he 

If he is to stay, had to go away 

Now they both feeling they gotta be apart 



To my mother, I love you, ain't no one above you 

When the morning come you're still inside my heart 

Them reasons, they wrong, gonna carry on 

No, we got to be... 



No, why does this man find them only reason to ease down they temple? yeah 

Fat spliffs of weed, summertime be better when they got sensimilla 

Yeah, no no no yeah, no no no yeah oh yeah oh yeah 



Now, when we coming home, love pick up a phone 

You know they both feeling something inside the heart, he 

If he is to stay, had to go away 

Now they both feeling they gotta be apart 



To my bother, I love you, ain't no one above you 

When the morning come you're still inside my heart 

The reasons, they wrong, gonna carry on 

Said, you got to be... 



No, why does this man find them only reason to ease down they temple? yeah 

Fat spliffs of weed, summertime be better when they got sensimilla 

Yeah, no no no yeah, no no no yeah oh yeah oh yeah 



Lord, I got to go, seek weed, you never know when I... 

Lord, I got to go, seek weed, you never know when I...yeah 

Oh Lord, I got to go, seek weed, you never know when I... 

Lord, I got to go, seek weed, you never know when I...yeah