TRUCE BABY
Ola Onabule © 2006

VERSE 1
0Oh we were dead in sync tonight
near thinking with one mind
Oh But now our rhythm's not so tight
and nothing else seems aligned

So I find myself working burning up all senses,
And I'm twisting and turning, throwing up defences,
The hell is this...

CHORUS
I call a truce baby
Put this time to sweeter use maybe
If there is a perfect time to fight
I know it's not tonight
Bring on that truce baby

VERSE 2
Oh Now I feel misunderstood
And I don't care to be kind
Oh Gave all the fighting chance I could
Sweet harmony you declined

Now you're gonnna get all that trouble you've had coming
You'll need twisting and turning, keep on running, saying

MID 8
Come the whole way, to the mid way
And I'll meet you there.
We'll cross our hearts and we'll say, swear from this day
We'll have no more storms in here