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Be My Lady
03:37
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"Hello? Are ya home??
Well darling, I wrote a poem for ya:
'Now I don't care if it takes a million steps;
Wouldn't have it any other way;
And I'm all warmed up and ready
To set afoot all day'"
Be my lady
Take my hand, come with me
Tell me all your fantasies
I love you girl, do you love me?
I'll be true, be true to you
And make you smile every single day
If you were my lady
Be my lady
It make me hurt when you do
Put trust in me, I'll trust you too
I'm the best me when I'm around you
So can I have this dance?
Won't you take a chance and you will see
That we were always meant to be; now:
B WIT ME
"Swing swing swing and a miss
Well, I have another letter for you too
'I think I've had enough of this;
I think you've had it too
There aint no better part of livin',
Then bein' next to you'"
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2. |
Help Me Out
02:55
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Help me out, I keep thinking about
All that I said to you
And built you up just to break you
I apologize; never thought I'd be one of those guys
Confide in me and you'll see I will take you for granted
You saw right through my hesitation
Elation, was something I could could on
But now I'm praying for salvation
And all I wanted was to hold you tight
Just like a tree can weep; you should be holding me
Petals of roses will fall
Quite like the undertow; gravity pulling slow
And now I'll try to be what I never could be
My eyes were crossed with double vision
Intention - way out - calmly drifting
And now I'd like you to know; I've changed and paddled some more
I could not let you float away
Although hard work is due, worth it to be holding you
The bells and organs they call
And like the undertow; gravity pulling slow
And now I'll show you I can be how you see me
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3. |
Let Her Know
03:25
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Let her know you feel the way you do
Your thoughts are more than a lullaby
So take a chance and just speak your mind
Sing her
I believe I have seen all I need to
Say that you're a rose I can't replace
But I'm weak and I'm letting myself down
All the walls I've built get in my way
But I've no fear when I'm next to you
So take my hand, help me sing it too
Singin'
Soon will come the day you sought
Clear your mind and all your thoughts
Feel the wind lift up your soul
Just release and all the words will be there
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4. |
Without You
03:35
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I will be here, when you fall to your knees
I will adhere to lessons you taught me
That terrible word, the weight on my chest
The harrowing emptiness that came the day you left
Without you
You’ll still here me, long after I’ve gone
Whisper into your ear, when you’re feeling alone
We’re bound by a truth that’s bright like the sun
No darkness can steal that; not anything, not anyone
Without you
Look inside, find your light
Look inside, find your light
Look inside, see your light
Look inside, feel your light
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5. |
Sea Son
05:20
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Just like the waves, I hesitate
To wander far from where I came
Just like the tide, I cannot hide
She calls for me again, again
I’ll soon be home
The salty air’s the best repair
For splintering of daily wear
Cast all concern out off the stern
And float to where she guides your turn
I’ll soon be home
Sea son
When night turns day, I drift away
Just me, my love, the sails, the bay
Behind me trailing in the wake
A silent school of fish awake
I’ll soon be home
When snow-capped mountains threaten me
I’m most at peace, I’m most happy
I’ll close my eyes, breathe in the foam
You’re only free when you’re at home
I’ll soon be gone
I’ll soon be gone
I’ll soon be home
Sea son
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