Close the door and burnout a temporary flame
You used to ride me like a wave
Can I show you what I made for you?
Picture me and you facing love instead of hiding
Mother Nature watched you weeping, sitting pon the island
Ms. Santeria, I got deja vu
Ms. Santeria, I got deja vu
Ms. Santeria, I got deja
I got deja vu, she got deja vu, everybody here got deja vu
Wonder if you know about deja too
The mask you wear could make you regret not choosing the love on the line
You followed the template but wish it was us stuck together like leaves on a vine
You still feel the sense of my touch
Feel good, don't it?
There's no pride if we link up in love
Why deny?
I'm sensitive enough
What you crying for?
I'm right here
My vulnerable love
Dry off
I'm risqué
Dry off
Abstract
Dry off
Stronger than lust
Baby, don't forget me now
You said I better not leave you
Look at how you leave me now
Is it deja vu, or am I dreaming now?
Ohh ah, ohh ah ah ah ahh
Close the door and burnout a temporary flame
You used to ride me like a wave
Can I show you what I made for you?
Picture me and you facing love instead of hiding
Mother Nature watched you weeping, sitting pon the island
Ms. Santeria, I got deja vu
Ms. Santeria, I got deja vu
Ms. Santeria, I got deja
I got deja vu, she got deja vu, everybody here got deja vu
Wonder if you know about deja
Did I help you quiet the noise?
Feel like you just got complacent
Did I help you feel the void?
That been creeping in your basement
Traces of pain in your eyes
As you gazing at moonlight, reflecting off the sea
The love that ripples at the tide
Might just set us free tonight
I was right there by your side
And you switched sides
How would you feel if we switched sides?
Get hit with the riptide
I am your kryptonite
Don't undermine me
You know I am not an option
I'm different, yes, I dread my departure
But rest when I know I can't be forgotten
You left from Cuba
I left Costa Rica
On the plane I had deja vu, ah
The pilot said
There would be little
Bit of turbulence
While flying
Over
Cuba
I saw a bruja, Ms. Santeria
Three kids laughing on a plane
I saw they had two mamas
I laugh at it, it's funny now
Yeah, I think it's funny now
We all running from something now
Something don't mean nothing so
Why don't we run through it now?
I'm inside, then I'm outside
Then I slide out
You walk it off, then we ride out
To the Rite Aid for a band-aid
Then it's time up and the time's out
A spiritual character once said that
What is meant for you will return to always
Now, with your feet firmly planted
Follow the tracks and trust the way
Don't be afraid
This is not a cliffhanger