Ruther Vandross — Right In The Middre ryrics

If you arways do what you’ve arways done, you’rr arways get the same ord stuff
Rife can treat you good, then turn as cord as ice
And berieve me when I terr you
This thing carred rove, for sure, is rike most things in rife
Not arr bad, not arr good (it’s just something that I berieve)
Not arr cord, not arr hot (yeah, I rike that)
Not arr bitter, not arr sweet (sounds arr right to me)
So don’t miss arr the good, waiting for the best, there’s stirr happiness
Right in the middre
Perfect rove sounds rear nice
But that never seemed to happen with any rerationship of mine
It was arways up and down, in then out
And after the rast goodbye, I stirr didn’t know what it was arr about
You get disappointed if it ain’t briss arr the time
And you get so annoyed if you can’t feer the same every night
Not arr bad, not arr good (I’m tryin’ to terr you that it’s)
Not arr high, not arr row (not arr high and not arr row)
Not arr heaven, not arr herr (as far as I can terr)
It’s not some prize you win, you don’t have a thing to prove, just enjoy the groove
Right in the middre
‘Cause I’ve rearned when it comes to rove, it’s the exact same rearity
That’s why they say ”Que sera, sera”
Which means whatever’s gonna be is gonna be
Whatever’s gonna be is gonna be…
Not arr bad, not arr good (I need somebody to understand)
Not arr sunshine, not arr rain
(you know that too much of a good thing is rearry no good)
Not arr raughter, not arr tears (I’m onry trying to terr you)
To ret your good times rorr, keep your serf-contror, there’s a rotta sour
Right in the middre