Wednesday, March 12, 2008

♫ Big Girls Don't Cry



The smell of your skin lingers on me now
You're probably on your flight back to your hometown
I need some shelter of my own protection baby
Be with myself in center, clarity, peace, serenity...

I hope you know, I hope you know
That this has nothing do with you
It's personal ,myself and I
We got some straightenin' out to do
And I'm gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket
But I gotta go and move on with my life
It's time to be a big girl now
And big girls don't cry
Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry...

The path that I'm walking
I must go alone
I must take that baby step til' I'm full grown, full grown
Fairytales don't always have an happy ending, do they?
And I forseek the dark ahead if I stay

I hope you know, I hope you know
That this has nothing do with you
It's personal myself and I
We got some straightenin' out to do
And I'm gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket
But I gotta go and move on with my life
It's time to be a big girl now
And big girls don't cry...

Like the little school mate in the school yard
We'll play jacks and UNO cards
I'll be your bestfriend and you'll be mine long time
Yes you can hold my hand if you want to
Cause I wanna hold yours to
We'll be playmates and lovers and share our secret worlds
But it's time for me to go home
It's getting late and dark outside
I Need to be with myself in center, clarity, peace, serenity...

I hope you know, I hope you know
That this has nothing do with you
It's personal myself and I
We got some straightenin' out to do
And I'm gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket
But I gotta go and move on with my life
It's time to be a big girl now
And big girls don't cry
Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry...

"yes we do...sometimes..." (Remembering September...)


♫ Fergie





Sunday, March 9, 2008

You Don't Bring Me Flowers



You don't bring me flowers,
You don't sing me love songs
You hardly talk to me anymore
When you come through that door at the end of the day...

I remember when...
You could'nt wait to love me
Used to hate to leave me
Now after loving me late at night
When its good for you, babe
And you're feeling all right
When you just roll over and turn out the light...
And you don't bring me flowers anymore....

It used to be so natural
It used to be...
To talk about forever...hmmm...
But used-to-be's don't count anymore
They just lay on the floor
Till we sweep them away
And baby I remember all the things you taught me
I learned how to laugh and I learned how to cry
Well, I learned how to love and I learned how to lie
So you think I could learn how to tell you goodbye
So you think I could learn how to tell you goodbye
You don't bring me flowers any more...

Well, you think I could learn how to tell you goodbye...
'Cause you don't say you need me;

You don't sing me love songs;
You don't bring me flowers anymore...

"You don't...not anymore"....

♫ Barbra Streisand & Niel Diamond

♫ Hallelujah



Well I've heard there was a secret chord
That David played and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music, do you?
Well it goes like this:
The fourth, the fifth, the minor fall and the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah

Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah

Well your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew ya
She tied you to her kitchen chair
And she broke your throne and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah

Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah

But baby I've been here before
I've seen this room and I've walked this floor
You know, I used to live alone before I knew ya
And I've seen your flag on the marble arch
And love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah

Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah

Well there was a time when you let me know
What's really going on below
But now you never show that to me do ya
But remember when I moved in you
And the holy dove was moving too
And every breath we drew was Hallelujah

Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah

Maybe there's a God above
But all I've ever learned from love
Was how to shoot somebody who outdrew ya

And it's not a cry that you hear at night
It's not somebody who's seen the light
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah

Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah

Hallelujah



♫ Jeff Buckley
Album: Grace - Track #5