Released on April 19, 2005

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[Verse 1]

When you coming home, love, pick up a phone

Said, you know we both feeling something inside our heart, and

If he is to stay, had to go away

Now they both feeling they gotta be apart

She my mother, I love you, ain't no one above you

When the morning come, you're still inside my heart

Them reasons ain't wrong, gonna carry on

No, we got to be


[Chorus]

Now, why does this man

Find him only reason to ease down they tempo, yeah?

Fat spliffs of weed

Summertime be better when they got sensimilla

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


[Verse 2]

Now, when you coming home, Lord pick up a phone

Said, you know they both feeling something inside they heart, and

If he is to stay, had to go away

Now they both feeling they gotta be apart

You're my bother, I love you, ain't no one above you

When the morning come, you're still inside my heart

The reasons ain't wrong, gonna carry on

Said, you got to be


[Chorus]

Now, why does this man

Find him only reason to ease down they tempo, yeah?

Fat spliffs of weed

Summertime be better when they got sensimilla

Yeah, oh-no-no 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

Lord, I got to go

Said, "where?"

They never know where, now