Warm Winds

(álbum: Z - 2014)

[Part I]

[SZA:]
Hey, hey, glory child, hey

Hey, glory child, don't you worry
Stuttering and shaken out of fear
Beauty's never given in a hurry
So condescending, leave your questions here
Hey, glory child, don't you worry
I can see your skeleton so clear
Doubting's only made your visions blurry
You're better off just looking in the mirror

Show me a better way, I wish you could
Show me a better way, I wish you would
Come home today
You could come home today

I am shooting stars, don't you see me?
Watching over your every mistake
Digging out of graves is never easy
Handing you my shovel here to take
Always playing catch-me-if-you-can
Gingerbread—you heard I'm sweet to taste
Close your eyes, let go, and count to ten
I'll keep track of every moment wasted

Show me a better way, I wish you could
Show me a better way, I wish you would
Come home today
You could come home today

[Part 2]

[SZA {Isaiah Rashad}:]
Dear God, make me a bird
So I can fly far, far, far away
Dear God, make me a bird
So I can fly far, far, far away
Dear God, make me a bird
So I can fly far, far, far away
{Warm winds on a space ride} (space ride)
{When I call your phone on a late night} (late night)
{I recall your soul had a taste like} (taste like)
Gardens, flowers, warm winds

[SZA + Isaiah Rashad:]
The clouds below your feet
Quit clipping on your wings
Sometimes you hate to leave somebody
What's happening to we?
Warm winds on a space ride
When I call your phone on a late night
I recall your soul had a taste like
Gardens, flowers, warm winds
The clouds below your feet
Quit clipping on your wings
Sometimes you hate to leave somebody
What's happening to we?
Warm winds on a space ride

[SZA:]
Sometimes I call your name out loud
Just to make sure it's you
Sometimes I crack my veins open
Just to see if it's blue
You clean me up

[SZA + Isaiah Rashad:]
The clouds below your feet
Clean
Quit clipping on your wings
Our wings, yeah
Sometimes you hate to leave somebody
You'll see
What's happening to we?
Warm winds on a space ride
When I call your phone on a late night
I recall your soul had a taste like...
Gardens, flowers, warm winds
The clouds below your feet
Quit clipping on your wings
Sometimes you hate to leave somebody
What's happening to we?
Warm winds on a space ride

[SZA:]
Sometimes I bite my lips and close my eyes
Just to pretend it's you
Long live lonely thoughts on Thursday nights
That's when I think of you
We were all thirteen once (once)
Long live tramp stamps and Pepper Ann (Pepper Ann)
You will never judge me for that (Uh-uh)
You will always love me for that (Uh-huh)

Quit clipping on your wings
Sometimes you hate to leave somebody
What's happening to we?
Warm winds on a space ride
When I call your phone on a late night
I recall your soul had taste like
Gardens, flowers