Love me tender
Love me sweet
Never let me go
You have made my life complete
And I love you so
Love me tender
Love me true
All my dreams fulfilled
For my darling I love you
and I always will.
Love me tender
Love me long
Take me to your heart
For its there that I belong
And we'll never part
Love me tender love me dear
tell me you are mine
I'll be yours through all the years
Till the end of time
When at last my dreams come true
Darling this I know
Happiness will follow you
Everywhere you go.
Friday, September 18, 2009
"Like A Lover"
I love Jane Monheit's version of this...listened to it today
Like a lover the morning sun
Slowly rises and kisses you awake
Your smile is soft and drowsy
As you let it play upon your face
Oh how I dream
I might be...
Like the morning sun to you
Like a lover the river wind
Sighs and ripples its fingers through your hair
Upon your cheek it lingers
Never having known a sweeter place
Oh how I dream
I might be...
Like the river wind to you
How I envy a cup that knows your lips
Let it be me my love
And a table that feels your fingertips
Let it be me... let me be your love
Bring an end to the endless days and nights...... without you
Like a lover the velvet moon
Shares your pillow and watches while you sleep
Its light arrives on tiptoe
Gently taking you in its embrace
Oh how I dream
I might be like the velvet moon to you
Oh how I dream I might be like the river wind to you
How I envy a cup that knows your lips
Let it be me
And a table that feels your fingertips let it be me
Let me be your love
Bring an end to these endless days and nights
Without you
Oh how I dream...... I might be..... like the velvet moon to you
Like a lover the morning sun
Slowly rises and kisses you awake
Your smile is soft and drowsy
As you let it play upon your face
Oh how I dream
I might be...
Like the morning sun to you
Like a lover the river wind
Sighs and ripples its fingers through your hair
Upon your cheek it lingers
Never having known a sweeter place
Oh how I dream
I might be...
Like the river wind to you
How I envy a cup that knows your lips
Let it be me my love
And a table that feels your fingertips
Let it be me... let me be your love
Bring an end to the endless days and nights...... without you
Like a lover the velvet moon
Shares your pillow and watches while you sleep
Its light arrives on tiptoe
Gently taking you in its embrace
Oh how I dream
I might be like the velvet moon to you
Oh how I dream I might be like the river wind to you
How I envy a cup that knows your lips
Let it be me
And a table that feels your fingertips let it be me
Let me be your love
Bring an end to these endless days and nights
Without you
Oh how I dream...... I might be..... like the velvet moon to you
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
"Ruthless Trust... and a Longing Heart "
I watched the sun come up this morning....I brought some candles, and music out to the patio to listen to as the darkness turned into light....."Morning Aire"....."Stay Close To Me"......I listened to these two songs over and over, and over again.......I was hearing the words written by Emily Bronte......"The music in my heart I bore....long after it was heard no more."
"Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not to your own understanding."
"Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not to your own understanding."
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
"Through The Fire"
I look in your eyes and I can see
You've loved so dangerously
You're not trusting your heart to anyone
You tell me your gonna play it smart
We're through before we start
But I believe that we've only just begun
When it's this good...there's no saying no
I want you
So I'm ready to go
Through the fire
To the limit, to the wall
For a chance to be with you
I'd gladly risk it all
Through the fire
Through whatever, come what may
For the chance to love you
I'd take it all the way
Right down to the wire
Even, through the fire
I know you're afraid of what you feel
You still need time to heal
And I can help...if you'll only let me try
You touched me and something in me knew
What I could have with you
Well, I'm not ready to kiss this dream goodbye
When it's this sweet
There's no saying no
I need you
So I'm ready to go...
Through the fire
To the limit to the wall
For the chance to be with you
I'd gladly risk it all
Through the fire
Through whatever, come what may
For the chance to love you
I'd take it all the way
Right down to the wire
Even through the fire
Through the test of time
Through the fire...to the limit
Through the fire...through whatever
Through the fire...to the limit
Through the fire
Through whatever
Writen by David Foster,Tom Keane, and Cynthia Wiel
You've loved so dangerously
You're not trusting your heart to anyone
You tell me your gonna play it smart
We're through before we start
But I believe that we've only just begun
When it's this good...there's no saying no
I want you
So I'm ready to go
Through the fire
To the limit, to the wall
For a chance to be with you
I'd gladly risk it all
Through the fire
Through whatever, come what may
For the chance to love you
I'd take it all the way
Right down to the wire
Even, through the fire
I know you're afraid of what you feel
You still need time to heal
And I can help...if you'll only let me try
You touched me and something in me knew
What I could have with you
Well, I'm not ready to kiss this dream goodbye
When it's this sweet
There's no saying no
I need you
So I'm ready to go...
Through the fire
To the limit to the wall
For the chance to be with you
I'd gladly risk it all
Through the fire
Through whatever, come what may
For the chance to love you
I'd take it all the way
Right down to the wire
Even through the fire
Through the test of time
Through the fire...to the limit
Through the fire...through whatever
Through the fire...to the limit
Through the fire
Through whatever
Writen by David Foster,Tom Keane, and Cynthia Wiel
"Ring Of Fire" by June Carter Cash
Love is a burning thing
And it makes a fiery ring
Bound by wild desire
I fell in to a ring of fire
I fell in to a burning ring of fire
I went down down down...and the flames went higher
And it burns...burns ...burns
The ring of fire
The ring of fire
The taste of love is sweet
When hearts like ours meet
I fell for you like a child
Oh...but the fire went wild
I fell into a burning ring of fire
I went down down down ...and the flames went higher
And it burns burns burns
The ring of fire
This ring of fire
And it makes a fiery ring
Bound by wild desire
I fell in to a ring of fire
I fell in to a burning ring of fire
I went down down down...and the flames went higher
And it burns...burns ...burns
The ring of fire
The ring of fire
The taste of love is sweet
When hearts like ours meet
I fell for you like a child
Oh...but the fire went wild
I fell into a burning ring of fire
I went down down down ...and the flames went higher
And it burns burns burns
The ring of fire
This ring of fire
Saturday, July 11, 2009
"Locomotion"
When I was a little girl , after my parents divorced, we went to live with my grandmother and uncle in a little coal mining town in Pennsylvania called Brady's Bend. My grandfather was a coal miner. My uncle owned a little hotel and bar where all the local miners would come after a grueling days work in the coal mines.
Across the road and up a small incline was a field where the railroad tracks were. I would run across the road to the field to pick wildflowers and Queen Ann's Lace sometimes. I will never for get the very first time I heard the sound that would send chills up and down my spine, and the very first time I laid eyes on that big, black, majestic locomotive train coming down the track. As the train would get closer the sound of the whistle and the roar of the steam engine was enough to make me run and hide down the alley between Uncle Tony's little hotel and Pezzutti's general store next door. I would get so scared, but thrilled at the same time when I would hear the whistle of that train in the distance!!
I would hide behind the brick wall and peek out...waiting and watching for that huge, majestic black locomotive with steam like clouds all around it. The sheer power, force, and majesty of that train coming down the track was like nothing I had ever seen or heard before. I was mesmerized and fascinated...my eyes would get big as saucers, as I stood there,a little frozen in my tracks, and amazed at what I was seeing. My tummy would be filled with butterflies everytime I heard that whistle blow in the distance.....I knew that train was coming down the track.... and I would get to see it again. It is truly one of the most majestic things I have ever seen in my life and one of my fondest memories. I love trains to this day. I dream of getting to go on a trip in a train to the countryside of France and Italy someday, to visit both countries that my family is from. I had an experience tonight with someone... He reminds me of that big black locomotive coming down the track...and I feel like that little girl picking wildflowers near the railroad tracks in the field....So I wrote this tonight..... in tribute to him.
I hear something in the distance
As I open up the door
I feel a rumble beneath my feet...
And then the silence comes once more
But somewhere in the distance
It comes to me again
Like a high lonesome whistle...
Like a moan upon the wind
Standing on the right track
I turn to see a light
I hear thunder in the distance...
I hear music in the night
Look whats coming down the track
And up around the bend
He rolls just like a night train
A Son of Thunder
And he rides on the wind
He's got a soul like a locomotive
He's got a mind to tell you so..
He's got a fire down in his belly
He's got a heart refined of gold
He's a poet and a prophet
He believes in amazing grace
He's known the chains of his own captivity
He love's to laugh in the devil's face
He's seen the bigger picture...
He's found the strength to carry on
He's got a passion bout' redemption
He's got passion for a song....
Across the road and up a small incline was a field where the railroad tracks were. I would run across the road to the field to pick wildflowers and Queen Ann's Lace sometimes. I will never for get the very first time I heard the sound that would send chills up and down my spine, and the very first time I laid eyes on that big, black, majestic locomotive train coming down the track. As the train would get closer the sound of the whistle and the roar of the steam engine was enough to make me run and hide down the alley between Uncle Tony's little hotel and Pezzutti's general store next door. I would get so scared, but thrilled at the same time when I would hear the whistle of that train in the distance!!
I would hide behind the brick wall and peek out...waiting and watching for that huge, majestic black locomotive with steam like clouds all around it. The sheer power, force, and majesty of that train coming down the track was like nothing I had ever seen or heard before. I was mesmerized and fascinated...my eyes would get big as saucers, as I stood there,a little frozen in my tracks, and amazed at what I was seeing. My tummy would be filled with butterflies everytime I heard that whistle blow in the distance.....I knew that train was coming down the track.... and I would get to see it again. It is truly one of the most majestic things I have ever seen in my life and one of my fondest memories. I love trains to this day. I dream of getting to go on a trip in a train to the countryside of France and Italy someday, to visit both countries that my family is from. I had an experience tonight with someone... He reminds me of that big black locomotive coming down the track...and I feel like that little girl picking wildflowers near the railroad tracks in the field....So I wrote this tonight..... in tribute to him.
I hear something in the distance
As I open up the door
I feel a rumble beneath my feet...
And then the silence comes once more
But somewhere in the distance
It comes to me again
Like a high lonesome whistle...
Like a moan upon the wind
Standing on the right track
I turn to see a light
I hear thunder in the distance...
I hear music in the night
Look whats coming down the track
And up around the bend
He rolls just like a night train
A Son of Thunder
And he rides on the wind
He's got a soul like a locomotive
He's got a mind to tell you so..
He's got a fire down in his belly
He's got a heart refined of gold
He's a poet and a prophet
He believes in amazing grace
He's known the chains of his own captivity
He love's to laugh in the devil's face
He's seen the bigger picture...
He's found the strength to carry on
He's got a passion bout' redemption
He's got passion for a song....
Tommy...
Sound fused with stunning beauty
On strings that bend and purr
And I.... so blessed
The inner voice
It swells
Inside prolific color prism's
I am left
Immersed in passion
Drawn
From the deepest well.
Drenched in light
With lifeblood flowing
It's truth and revelation
Not by a spoken word
The artist's pose
A striking image
Like his eternal father
In the throes of creation
Yes!
Such grand poetic articulation
The heavens rush to kiss the earth
This afterglow speaks well
I listen....
Now I know freedom.
The joy within his etherial smile
This visionary
Takes me on celestial navigation
It's a wild fronteir
I thank God that I can hear
Interior sound
To make the connection.
Anything else now seems absurd
Anything else now.....
Would be in the key of mediocrity for me..... to be sure
Hidden treasure within his flesh
Drawn out by heart and wood
Situated here on earth
So beautifully configured
In perfected juxtaposition
This gift from heaven....
"It's a Special Delivery Miss D' "...with such innovation
I see love in all of its variations
Heart and spirit fuse
For one soul destination
With such reverance and deep emotion
Reciever of his miracle I am
I listen...
Now I know freedom.
On strings that bend and purr
And I.... so blessed
The inner voice
It swells
Inside prolific color prism's
I am left
Immersed in passion
Drawn
From the deepest well.
Drenched in light
With lifeblood flowing
It's truth and revelation
Not by a spoken word
The artist's pose
A striking image
Like his eternal father
In the throes of creation
Yes!
Such grand poetic articulation
The heavens rush to kiss the earth
This afterglow speaks well
I listen....
Now I know freedom.
The joy within his etherial smile
This visionary
Takes me on celestial navigation
It's a wild fronteir
I thank God that I can hear
Interior sound
To make the connection.
Anything else now seems absurd
Anything else now.....
Would be in the key of mediocrity for me..... to be sure
Hidden treasure within his flesh
Drawn out by heart and wood
Situated here on earth
So beautifully configured
In perfected juxtaposition
This gift from heaven....
"It's a Special Delivery Miss D' "...with such innovation
I see love in all of its variations
Heart and spirit fuse
For one soul destination
With such reverance and deep emotion
Reciever of his miracle I am
I listen...
Now I know freedom.
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