HOW ‘BOUT YOU *Pre-production mockup with Ken Pendergast
Lyrics
HOW ‘BOUT YOU
Like the victim in this lover’s crime
Nothin’ much I can do
Just an extra with a minor line
Trying to hide from the truth
How ‘bout you
Do you know what fool’s love makes us do?
How ‘bout you
Won’t you tell me what the guilty should do?
Just a lover playing second string
Yeah, I’m on call night and day
Ask a psychic what my future brings
But she just turns, she just turns away
How ‘bout you
Do you know what fool’s love makes us do?
How ‘bout you
When you’re desperate, tell me, what do you do?
Such a cold room
Such a dark, empty feeling
Such a cold mood
And I don’t, no I don’t
No I don’t know how I find
How I find my way out of here
Like a guest left standing all alone
Should’ve left long ago
Like a heart that doesn’t have a home
Hanging ‘round just in case you might show
How ‘bout you
Do you feel what the guilty go through?
How ‘bout you
Do you know what fool’s love makes us do?
Do you know what fool’s love makes us do?
What you’re doing to me is he doing to you?
©2010 Van Clayton Powel