Four Tops - Helpless Lyrics
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Helpless
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What Are The Lyrics For Helpless By Four Tops?
Every day I walk some lonely street
Searchin' 'til you come back to me People around just stop and stare As if they know the hurt I bear And suddenly I realize I'm cryin' cryin' cryin' cryin' 'Cause I'm in a helpless situation And I need some consolation 'Cause my mind is in a confusion And my heart feels much confusion Since you've been gone it keeps me cryin' cryin' cryin' cryin' In the shelter of your love my strength I found But now I'm useless, since you're not around I'm helpless Oh I'm helpless Since I lost your love Helpless 'Cause now I need your love I never needed no one before But now I need you more and more Ever since you've been gone it keeps me cryin' cryin' cryin' cryin' I'm helpless 'til you come back to me Helpless in this world of grieve I need your words of confidence I need those happy times we spent I'm in a hopeless feel confusion And your love is your solution It's my fault And I won't search for you no longer As I go home alone Needing you to stop I'm in a helpless situation And I need some consolation And my mind is in a confusion And I'm having these strange illusions Loneliness deep inside keeps me cryin' cryin' cryin' cryin' In a helpless situation And I need your consolation And I'm having these strange illusions |
What's The Duration Of The Helpless By Four Tops?The duration of Helpless is 2:40 minutes and seconds. |
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