"WHITNEY" lyrics

Baby, you are not the same in my dreams
If not for anything
Not for anything
I mean

Baby, you are not the same in my dreams
If not for anything
Not for anything
I mean

If we're made in the image of God
If we're made in the image of God
Why do things get odd?
Why do things get odd?
I don't know
I said, bitch, I don't know
So let me just understand, this
Understand you

I can't think of so many ways to try to give you some chances, baby
How many times I tried to be so simple, baby
So simple, baby
You don't know how to act when I'm around you, oh no

Where are you going?
I'm on my feet
You're always in my dreams, but it's a one-way street
I would never go back
Never go back, oh

Baby, you are not the same in my dreams
If not for anything
Not for anything
I mean

Baby, you are not the same in my dreams
If not for anything
Not for anything
I mean

Say if you look in the mirror, you can see the image of God, God, God, God
If you're made in the image, then image you're seeing is the image of God
But if you actually do it seriously to face yourself, self, self