Turbulence
You know it drove mama crazy being a trucker's wife
The part she couldn't handle was the being alone
I guess she needed more to hold than just a telephone
Papa called Mama each and every night
Just to ask her how she was and if us kids were alright
Mama would wait for that call to come in
When Daddy'd hang up then she was gone again
Mama was a looker
Lord, how she shined
Papa was a good'n
But the jealous kind
Papa loved Mama
Mama loved men
Mama's in the graveyard
Papa's in the pen
Well, it wa
Voice
Call me, and I come
all around her
Own me sooner or later
Tell me who we are
Come tear us apart
Oh no, feelings, they die hard
No one know what she's singing
Ooh la la, my love
We're synchronized
Meet me on the frequency of the voice, voice
Soothe me
Feels like I had known her as a young boy, boy
Forced us, we're even born
into our world
Our fear it holds, I know, though hypothesis
seems to be foolish and hollow, oh
End will never come, only faces
They will never let you go
We understand
No one can cool our love, I know
We're synchronized
Meet me on the frequency of the voice, voice
Soothe me
Feels like I had known her as a young boy, boy
Forced us, we're even born
into our world
We flow like milk into a cereals
but 21st century understands
Girls and boys are dangerous toys
Nobody can really understand, stand
Oh, meet me on the frequency of the voice, voice
Soothe me
Feels like I had known her as a young boy, boy
Feed me
Ooh, I'm on the frequency of the voice, voice
Soothe me through these sleepless nights