When you comin' home? Love, pick up a phone

Said, you know we both feelin' somethin' inside our heart and

If he is to stay, had to go away

Now they both feelin' they gotta be apart and

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, oh, we got to be

Now, why does this man?

Find them only reason to ease down they tempo?

Yeah, fat spliffs of weed

Summertime be better when they got sensemilla

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

Now, when you comin' home? Love, pick up a phone

Said, you know they both feelin' something inside they heart and

If he is to stay, had to go away

Now they both feelin' they gotta be apart

You're my brother, 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

Now, why does this man?

Find them only reason to ease down they tempo?

Yeah, fat spliffs of weed

Summertime be better when they got sensemilla

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

Lord, I got to go, said, "Where?", they never know where, now

Lord, I got to go, said, "Where?", they never know where, now, yeah

Oh, Lord, I got to go, said, "Where?", they never know where, now

Oh, Lord, I got to go, said, "Where?", they never know where, now