I am Cuba

I am Cuba you're the States
You're the limelight on my mistakes
I'm a sprocket spinning round
You're a crank pushing me down

You are the moon and I'm the tide
You pull the strings while I am blind
You're T.D.Jakes I am your flock
I'm a heart murmur you're like a clock

I should be going be there soon
Way up high behind the moon
With the spirit in the sky
I hope he's there not in my minds eye

I realise now I should have wrote
I should have left a simple note
I couldn't find the words to say
I never could it's best this way

I should be going be there soon
Way up high behind the moon
With the spirit in the sky
I hope he's there not in my minds eye

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