I love my little Mary, and I love my little man too.
I love my little penis, and I love my little mama too.
Let go of the blue, papa, mama, look at my little Mary.
I have a penis, but I have no good answer, I am old.
But I understand him, walk about, I am lost in place.
And I go, but walk about blue, I am in vain.
No God, man, save me, how me like him, man?
No God, papa, mama, you save me, how me like him?
Peek-a-dee-dee, Mary, just understand me, now walk about me.
Come look, let's blow you.
He's having me, no money, man, and me no big shot.
And me no got blood too, but passing me, carrying a stop, stop us.
You blood not like him, me married him, peek-a-dee-dee-dee.
Oh, you blood please, you blood suit, cooking me straight white.
You blood make him nami, wait, stop.
No moon, no blue, see me.
No God, man, save me, how me like him, man?
No God, papa, mama, you save me, how me like him?
Peek-a-dee-dee, Mary, just understand me, now walk about me.
Come look, let's blow you.
I love my little girl.
Peek-a-dee-dee, Mary, with everything I've got.
I came back like a boy at an old gate, but the world says I was not enough.
They told me a man must carry on, must fight and stand and prove his worth.
I walked the road they asked of me, leaving and returning to this earth.
No one knows how much I love her, just understand my heart.
No one sees the quiet fights I fight when the world keeps us apart.
Hold this plea inside your hands, let mercy guide the way.
No one knows how much I love her, just understand my heart.
I'm no rich man, not a hero with a coat of gold or steel,
but I carry patience like a lantern.
I keep a promise that is real.
If you won't let me be your husband, speak the truth and set me free.
Tell me plainly, stop the silence, don't let all my waiting be in vain.
A worn path leads back to your door, a faded photo in my coat.
A moonlit doorstep knows the nights I've walked with nothing but a hope.
No one knows how much I love her, just understand my heart.
No mother, no father see the way I stand and feel the part.
These parents here, this humble son, let love find room to start.
No one knows how much I love her, just understand my heart.
There's a warm path in the grass, where my boots have learned the rain.
A faded Polaroid of us, edges curled with every pain.
The moon watches our doorstep like a witness in the dark.
I knock with all my small brave hands and call you home with spa.
No one knows how much I love her, just understand my heart.
No father, no mother please look close and read the scars.
If my promise seems too simple, if my clothes are threadbare art.
See the truth inside these eyes, I love her just understand my heart.
I have walked away and back again, some journeys teach you pain.
But every step has brought me here, to plead beneath your window pane.
If the answer is a door shut tight, tell me gently not in lies.
So I can lay my hope to rest, or build it where your blessing lies.
No one knows how much I love her, just understand my heart.
No one sees the quiet fights I fight when the world keeps us apart.
Hold this plea inside your hands, let mercy guide the way.
No one knows how much I love her, just understand my heart.
