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4. | Lotta Lovin' |
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12. | If You Could Read My Mind |
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You make me
Think I'm listenin' to a symphony,
You make me
Hear the beauty of your poetry!
You got a good way with music, baby,
Got a good way with words,
You got a good way with music, baby,
Got a good way with words.
You make me
Hear the lyric in the harmony,
You make me
Hear the chorus in the melody!
You got a good way with music, baby,
Got a good way with words,
You got a good way with music, baby,
Got a good way with words.
I see your face,
And when you walk my way,
The violins
Always start to play,
And when you talk,
I don't care what you say,
It comes out I love you so,
Anyway, you should know
You make me
Think I'm listenin' to a symphony,
You make me
Hear the beauty of your poetry!
You got a good way with music, baby,
Got a good way with words,
You got a good way with music, baby,
Got a good way with words.
You got a good way with music, baby,
Got a good way with words,
You got a good way with music, baby,
Got a good way with words.
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I was alright for a while
I could smile for a while
But when I saw you last night
You held my hand so tight
When you stopped to say 'hello'
And though you wished to me well
you couldn't tell
That I'd been
Crying over you
Crying over you
Then you said to so long
Left me standing all alone
Alone and crying.
Crying
Crying
Crying
It's hard to understand
That the touch of your hand
can start me crying
I thought that I was over you
But it's true, so true
I love you even more than I did before
But, darling, what can I do?
While you don't love me
And I'll always be
Crying over you
Crying over you
Yes, now you're gone
And from this moment on
I'll be crying
(crying)
Crying
(crying)
Crying
(crying)
Crying over you
Over you
Over you
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It's just the sun that's shinin'in your eyes.
It's just the moon that is the sun's disguise.
Just the sky, with clouds a blowin' by.
The sun and the moon and the sky, and you and I.
It's just the rain that's rollin'down my cheek.
It's just the wind that makes me hear you speak.
It's just the song that anyone can sing.
The rain and the wind and the song and the love you bring.
(instrumental break)
It's just the world that gonna break your heart.
It's just the past that's tearin' us apart.
It's just the time we have so little of.
The world and the past and the time that we fell in love.
It's just the sun that's shinin'in your eyes
It's just the moon that is the sun's disguise
It's just the sky, with clouds a blowin' by
The sun and the moon and the sky, and you and I.
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Sometimes when I'm thinkin' that love's not around
My heart begins sinkin', I don't hear a sound
And the world is in blackness, no light shines on me
I suffer no blindness, no one can I see
Then a flash from the heavens like a loud jagged wire
And the silence is broken, and the night is on fire.
Chorus:
It's like chain lightning, this love that I feel.
Who know's where it strikes or ]when it will hit,
How long it will last, or when it will quit.
In the forest I'm burning, struck down by the blast
The fever is churning, and the heat rises fast.
And those standing nearest can show their concern
But I swear if they touch me that they too will burn.
They fear for their lives for death will soon dwell
In the warmth of your love is the fire of hell.
Chorus:
It's like chain lightning, this love that I feel.
Who knows where it strikes or ]when it will hit,
How long it will last, or when it will quit.
And soon the sparks scatter and wind whips the flame
And love will soon shatter what it cannot tame
And the cycle continues, from life into dust
For I am now in you with the fire of lust.
And I hear the explosion, of thunder and rain,
The water is falling, the ashes remain.
Chorus:
It's like chain lightning, this love that I feel.
Who knows where it strikes or ]when it will hit,
How long it will last, or when it will quit.
The Indian's tell us that the Phoenix can rise
From the smoldering ashes that once were my eyes
And watch beautiful colours from black and from grey
Be formed into wings and take me away
Where evil is darkness and goodness is light
And love is the lightning that cuts through the night
And strikes only once in a dark place in time
And forms a gold stairway that all of us climb.
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Your cheatin' heart
Don Mclean
Your cheatin' heart will make you weep
You'll cry and cry and try to sleep
But sleep won't come the whole night through
Your cheatin' heart will tell on you
When tears come down like falling rain
You'll toss around and call my name
You'll walk the floor the way I do
Your cheatin' heart will tell on you
When tears come down like falling rain
You'll toss around and call my name
You'll walk the floor the way I do
Your cheatin' heart will tell on you
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It's a wonderful night and the music is right
Will you dance with me and hold me tight
I don't know why I feel this way
It's how I feel when they start to play
That old song we heard so long ago
That I wonder if I can remember every word
It's amazing how fast years have gone past
And that some kinds of love just don't seem to last
But win or loose, I love you still
It's you I choose and I always will
And that old song we heard so long ago
Still reminds me of the girl I used to knowÂ
But that's all in a dream that's been over for years
Now things are what they seem, only minus the tearsÂ
So, I think of you now the way you were then
And I'll manage somehow to keep trying again
But I don't mind if you don't write
Cause I recall that magic night
And that old song we heard so long ago
Was more beautiful than the love we used to shareÂ
Yes, that old song we heard so long ago
Was more beautiful than the love we used to share
Yes that old song ...
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There you go and baby, here am I.
Well, you left me here so I could sit and cry.
Well, golly gee, what have you done to me?
Well I guess it doesn't matter any more.
Do you remember baby, last September
How you held me tight, each and every night?
Well, whoopsy daisy, how you drove me crazy.
Well I guess it doesn't matter any more.
There's no use in me a-cryin'.
I've done everything and now I'm sick of tryin'.
I've thrown away my nights,
Wasted all my days over you.
Now you go your way and I'll go mine
Now and forever till the end of time.
I'll find somebody new, and baby, we'll say we're through
And you won't matter anymore.
There's no use in me a-cryin'.
I've done everything and now I'm sick of tryin'.
I've thrown away my nights,
Wasted all my days over you.
Well you go your way and I'll go mine
Now and forever till the end of time.
I'll find somebody new, and baby, we'll say we're through
And you won't matter anymore.
And you won't matter anymore.
And you won't matter anymore.
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I don't have plans and schemes, and I don't have hopes and dreams
I don't have anything since I don't have you
I don't have fond desires; I don't have happy hours
I don't have anything since I don't have you
I don't have happiness, and I guess I never will again
When you walked out on me in came old misery,
And he's been here since then
Now I don't have love to share, and I don't have one who cares
I don't have anything since I don't have ...
You, you, you, you, you
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In the beginning there was nothingness and God but waved his hand
And from the endless void there sprang the beauty of the land
And high above the canyon walls the diamond stars were new
And breezes blew from nothingness and herbs and grasses grew
And silent creatures roamed the Earth and multiplied their kind
And man was but a molecule that God had left behind.
Chorus:
We have grown we have grown, we have captured the throne
Of the kingdom God made for our winning.
We have grown we have grown, but our children alone
Have so little time left for beginning.
And mountains sprang and chaos rang the overture of life
And rivers coursed the twisted blade of natures sharpest knife
And cut beneath the rolling dales a gateway to the sea
While tidal waves and mighty gales were heard in symphony
And sunshine fell upon the waves and warmed the virgin land
And from the mud a drop of blood was left upon the sand.
Chorus:
We have grown we have grown, we have captured the throne
Of the kingdom God made for our winning.
We have grown we have grown, but our children alone
Have so little time left for beginning.
And eagles flew from craggy peaks above the garden wall.
The drop of blood became a man, the tree of life grew tall.
And perfect in his loneliness, a rib pulled from his chest
Formed a sweet companion of pulchritude and breast.
And from the tree of knowledge God said they could not eat.
And perfect was their paradise unto the serpent at their feet.
Chorus:
We have grown we have grown, we have captured the throne
Of the kingdom God made for our winning.
We have grown we have grown, but our children alone
Have so little time left for beginning.
Tree of knowledge, tree of death, upon the ground they trod.
The serpent said your eye's will see and ye will be a god.
Defy the word and eat the fruit and ye will never die
And you will chart your destiny and rule the Earth and sky.
And man was banished east of Eden. See what we have lost.
For though the father sets the price, the children pay the cost.
Chorus:
We have grown we have grown, we have captured the throne
Of the kingdom God made for our winning.
We have grown we have grown, but our children alone
Have so little time left for beginning.
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I wish my brain would operate instead of standing still, it's all so complicated.
The thread of my own thoughts is disappearing to what seems to be a logical conclusion, I guess I've run out of ideas.
I've heard a million songs about this and that and it gave me satisfaction.
But I see, it's a beautiful life
Now comes the second verse and I have to at least keep the measure straight
It's been a long time and I'm really insecure about it all, I guess I didn't like seeing the things I saw.
Who needs it?
It's been a little painful, and I hope I don't like pain, 'cause I'd hate to think of myself like that.
'Cause I see, it's a beautiful life
How did I ever let some of those ideas out of the box?
It was just a feeling I had, and I liked the verses, they were so nice and even.
My eye will never be that good again.
I lost a certain sense of rhythm, but I gained a certain sense of time.
'Cause I see, it's a beautiful life
I like the old things, but I can't give up the idea of trying something just a little bit different, even if it's stupid.
'Cause I see, it's a beautiful life
Yes I see, it's a beautiful life
And I see, it's a beautiful life
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