Somewhere, beyond the sea.
Somewhere, waiting for me.
My lover stands on golden sands,
and watches the ships that go sailin’.
Somewhere, beyond the sea.
He’s there, watching for me.
If I could fly like birds on high,
then straight to his arms,
I’d go sailin’.
It’s far, beyond the stars.
It’s near, beyond the moon.
I know beyond a doubt,
my heart will lead me there soon.
We’ll meet beyond the shore,
we’ll kiss just as before.
Happy we’ll be beyond the sea,
and never again I’ll go sailin’.
I know beyond a doubt,
my heart will lead me there soon.
We’ll meet, I know we’ll meet, beyond the shore.
We’ll kiss just as before.
Happy we’ll be beyond the sea.
And never again I’ll go sailin’.
No more sailin’.
So long sailin’.
Bye bye sailin’.
Beyond The Sea ~ Michael Buble
October 2010
Let me catch my breath.
This is really hard.
If I start to look like I’m sweating,
well, that’s ‘cause I am.
I’m not good with words,
but that’s nothing new.
Still I have to try to explain,
what I want to do with you… with you.
Run away with me.
Let me be your ride out of town.
Let me be the place that you hide.
We can make our lives on the go.
Run away with me.
Texas in the summer is cool.
We’ll be on the road like Jack Kerouac.
Looking back, Sam, you’re ready, let’s go.
Anywhere.
Get the car packed and throw me the key.
Run away with me.
Sam, I know it’s fast.
I’m in love with you.
Sam, it’s crazy, but Sam,
I’m crazier for you.
I have these plans.
Sam, I have these plans,
of a house that we build on a bay.
When we run away.
Let me be your ride out of town.
Let me be the place that you hide.
We can make our lives on the go.
Run away with me.
Alabama heat, sign me up.
We’ll be on the road like some country song,
won’t be long.
Sam, you’re ready, let’s go, anywhere.
Get the car packed and throw me the key.
Run away with me.
I’m not trying to make you a wife here,
I’m not trying to tie you down.
I’m just saying there may be a life here,
a new one as soon as we run.
Just as soon as we run.
Run away.
Run away with me.
Let me be your ride out of town.
Let me be the place that you hide.
We can make our lives on the go.
Run away with me.
Mississippi mud, watch me slide.
We’ll be on the road like Jack Kerouac.
Looking back, Sam, you’re ready, Sam.
Let me be your ride, run away with me.
California dreams here we come.
Romeo is calling for Juliet.
Ready, set, Sam, you’re ready.
Let’s go, anywhere.
Say the word,
and I’m already there.
Run away with me.
Run Away With Me ~ The Unauthorized Autobiography of Samantha Brown
I said the man for me,
must have a castle.
A man of means he’d be,
a man of fame.
And then I met a man,
who hadn’t any.
Without a penny, to his name.
I had to go and fall, for so much less than,
what I had planned from all the magazines.
I should be good and sore, what am I happy for?
I guess the man means more than the means.
So many people in the world,
and what can they do?
They’ll never know love, like my love for you.
So many people laugh at what they don’t know,
well that’s their concern.
If just a few, say half a million or so,
could see us, they’d learn.
So many people in the world,
don’t know what they’ve missed.
They’d never believe, such joy could exist.
And if they tell us, it’s a thing we’ll outgrow,
they’re jealous as they can be,
that with so many people in the world, you love me.
So many people in the world,
don’t know what they’ve missed.
They’d never believe, such joy could exist.
And if they tell us, it’s a thing we’ll outgrow,
they’re jealous as they can be,
that with so many people in the world,
you love me.
So Many People ~ Saturday Night
Sing me a happy song.
Just start it and it won’t be wrong.
Something with life, something that’s new.
Sing me a happy song, ‘cause you’ve been blue for far too long.
Just sing me a simple, happy song.
Sing me a lullaby.
Lay with me and don’t ask why.
Rock me to sleep, trust that I’m right.
Sing me a lullaby, tonight the words won’t make you cry.
Oh sing me a happy lullaby.
There’s nobody else.
They’ve all gone away.
We’re safe in the room,
so let your music play.
And sing me, that song at last,
‘cause all our pains are in the past.
Believe me, we need music.
So sing me the perfect, happy song.
Sing Me A Happy Song ~ Georgia Stitt
There’s no combination of words I could put on the back of a postcard.
And no song that I could sing, but I can try for your heart.
Our dreams and they are made of real things,
like a shoebox of photographs with sepia-toned loving.
Love is the answer, at least, for most of the questions in my heart, like
Why are we here? And where do we go? And how come it’s so hard?
It’s not always easy, and sometimes life can be deceiving.
I’ll tell you one thing; it’s so much better when we’re together.
Mmm, so much better when we’re together.
Yeah, we’ll look at the stars when we’re together.
Well, it’s so much better when we’re together.
Yeah, it’s always better when we’re together.
All of these moments just might find their way into my dreams tonight,
but I know that they’ll be gone when the morning light sings.
Or brings new things, for tomorrow night you see.
They’ll be gone too, too many things I have to do.
But if all of these dreams might find their way into my day to day scene,
I’d be under the impression, I was somewhere in between.
With only two, just me and you, not so many things we got to do.
Or places we got to be, we’ll sit beneath the mango tree, now.
Yeah, so much better when we’re together.
Mmm, we’re somewhere in between together.
Well, it’s so much better when we’re together.
Yeah, so much better when we’re together.
I believe in memories because they look so pretty when I sleep.
And when I wake up, you look so pretty sleeping next to me.
But there is not enough time, and there is no song I could sing.
And there is no combination of words I could say, but I will still tell you one thing.
We’re better together.
We’re so much better when we’re together.
We’re so much better when we’re together.
Better Together ~ Jack Johnson
No one laughs at God in a hospital.
No one laughs at God in a war.
No one’s laughing at God,
when they’re starving or freezing,
or so very poor.
No one laughs at God when the doctor calls,
after some routine tests.
No one’s laughing at God,
when it’s gotten real late,
and their kid’s not back from that party yet.
No one laughs at God when their airplane
starts to uncontrollably shake.
No one’s laughing at God,
when they see the one they love hand in hand
with someone else and they hope that they’re mistaken.
No one laughs at God when the cops knock on their door,
and they say “We’ve got some bad new, sir.”
No one’s laughing at God,
when there’s a famine, fire or flood.
But God can be funny, at a cocktail party,
while listening to a good God-themed joke or
When the crazies say he hates us,
and they get so red in the head.
You think that they’re about to choke.
God can be funny, when told he’ll give you money,
if you just pray the right way.
And when presented like a genie,
who does magic like Houdini,
or grants wishes like Jiminy Cricket and Santa Claus.
God can be so hilarious.
No one laughs at God in a hospital.
No one laughs at God in a war.
No one’s laughing at God,
when they’ve lost all they got,
and they don’t know what for.
No one laughs at God on the day they realize,
that the last sight they’ll ever see is a pair of hateful eyes.
No one’s laughing at God when they’re saying their goodbyes.
But God can be funny, at a cocktail party,
while listening to a good God-themed joke or
when the crazies say he hates us,
and they get so red in the head.
You think that they’re about to choke.
God can be funny, when told he’ll give you money,
if you just pray the right way.
And when presented like a genie,
who does magic like Houdini,
or grants wishes like Jiminy Cricket and Santa Claus.
God can be so hilarious.
No one laughs at God in a hospital.
No one laughs at God in a war.
No one’s laughing at God,
when they’re starving or freezing,
or so very poor.
No one’s laughing at God.
We’re all laughing with God.
Laughing ~ Regina Spektor
Where I go, when I go there.
No more memory anymore.
Only men on distant ships,
The women with them,
swimming with them, to shore.
Where I go, when I go there.
No more whispering anymore.
Only hymns upon your lips.
A mystic wisdom,
rising with them, to shore.
Touch me, just like that.
And that, oh, yeah, now that’s heaven.
Now, that I like.
God, that’s so nice.
Now lower down, where the figs lie.
Where I go, when I go there.
No more shadows anymore.
Only men with golden fins,
The rhythm in them,
rocking with them, to shore.
Where I go, when I go there.
No more weeping anymore.
Only in and out your lips.
The broken wishes,
washing with them, to shore.
Touch me, all silent.
Baby just tell me,
tell me, please, all is forgiven.
Consume my wine, consume my mind.
I’ll tell you how, how the winds sigh.
Touch me, just try it.
Now there, that’s it, oh God that’s heaven.
Touch me, I’ll love you right.
We’ll wander down, where the sins lie.
Touch me, just like that.
Now lower down, where the sins lie.
Love me, just for bit.
We’ll wander down,
where the winds sigh.
Where the winds sigh.
Where the winds sigh.
Touch Me ~ Spring Awakening
Live in my house,
I’ll be your shelter.
Just pay me back,
with one thousand kisses.
Be my lover, and I’ll cover you.
Open your door,
I’ll be your tenant.
Don’t got much baggage to lay at your feet,
but sweet kisses I’ve got to spare.
I’ll be there, and I’ll cover you.
I think they meant it,
when they said you can’t buy love.
Now I know you can rent it.
A new lease, you are my love, on life.
Be my life.
Just slip me on,
I’ll be your blanket.
Wherever, whatever, I’ll be your coat.
You’ll be my King, and I’ll be your castle.
No, you’ll be my Queen, and I’ll be your moat.
I think they meant it,
when they said you can’t buy love.
Now I know you can rent it.
A new lease, you are my love, on life.
All my life,
I’ve longed to discover
something as true as this is.
So with a thousand sweet kisses, I’ll cover you,
If you’re cold and you’re lonely.
With a thousand sweet kisses, I’ll cover you,
you’ve got one nickel only.
With a thousand sweet kisses, I’ll cover you,
when you’re worn out and tired.
With a thousand sweet kisses, I’ll cover you,
when your heart has expired.
Oh, lover,
I’ll cover you.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Oh, lover,
I’ll cover you.
I’ll Cover You ~ Rent
Your lipstick stains,
on the front lobe of my left side brains.
I knew I wouldn’t forget you,
and so I went and let you blow my mind.
Your sweet moon beam,
the smell of you in every single dream I dream.
I knew when we collided,
you’re the one I have decided, who’s one of my kind.
Hey soul sister,
ain’t that Mr. Mister on the radio, stereo,
the way you move ain’t fair, you know.
Hey soul sister,
I don’t want to miss a single thing you do, tonight.
Just in time,
I’m so glad you have a one-track mind like me.
You gave my life direction,
a game show love connection, we can’t deny.
I’m so obsessed,
my heart is bound to beat right out my untrimmed chest.
I believe in you,
like a virgin, you’re Madonna,
and I’m always gonna wanna blow your mind.
Hey soul sister,
ain’t that Mr. Mister on the radio, stereo,
the way you move ain’t fair, you know.
Hey soul sister,
I don’t want to miss a single thing you do, tonight.
The way you can cut a rug,
watching you’s the only drug I need.
You’re so gangsta, I’m so thug,
you’re the only one I’m dreaming of.
You see, I can be myself now finally,
in fact there’s nothing I can’t be.
I want the world to see you’ll be with me.
Hey soul sister,
ain’t that Mr. Mister on the radio, stereo,
the way you move ain’t fair, you know.
Hey soul sister,
I don’t want to miss a single thing you do, tonight.
I don’t want to miss a single thing you do, tonight.
Tonight.
Hey Soul Sister ~ Train
I wake up every evening,
with a big smile on my face,
and it never feels out of place.
And you’re still probably working,
At a nine to five pace,
I wonder how bad that tastes?
When you see my face,
hope it gives you hell, hope it gives you hell.
When you walk my way,
hope it gives you hell, hope it gives you hell.
Now where’s your picket fence love,
And where’s that shiny car?
Did it ever get you far?
You never seemed so tense, love,
never seen you fall so hard.
Do you know where you are?
Truth be told I miss you,
and truth be told I’m lying.
When you see my face,
hope it gives you hell, hope it gives you hell.
When you walk my way,
hope it gives you hell, hope it gives you hell.
If you find a girl that’s worth a damn and treats you well,
then she’s a fool, you’re just as well, hope it gives you hell.
Tomorrow you’ll be thinking to yourself,
where did it all go wrong?
But the list goes on and on.
Truth be told I miss you
Truth be told I’m lying
When you see my face,
hope it gives you hell, hope it gives you hell.
When you walk my way,
hope it gives you hell, hope it gives you hell.
If you find a girl that’s worth a damn and treats you well,
then she’s a fool, you’re just as well, hope it gives you hell.
Now you’ll never see,
what you’ve done to me.
You can take back your memories,
they’re no good to me.
And here’s all your lies,
you can look me in the eyes,
With that sad, sad look
that you wear so well.
When you see my face,
hope it gives you hell, hope it gives you hell.
When you walk my way,
hope it gives you hell, hope it gives you hell.
If you find a girl that’s worth a damn and treats you well,
then she’s a fool, you’re just as well, hope it gives you hell.
When you hear this song and you sing along, well you’ll never tell.
And you’re the fool, I’m just as well, hope it gives you hell.
When you hear this song, I hope that it will give you hell.
You can sing along, I hope that it puts you through hell.
Gives You Hell ~ All American Rejects
Who knows how long I’ve loved you,
you know I love you still.
Will I wait a lonely lifetime?
If you want me to, I will.
For if I ever saw you,
I didn’t catch your name.
But it never really mattered,
I will always feel the same.
Love you forever and forever.
Love you with all my heart.
Love you whenever we’re together.
Love you when we’re apart.
And when at last I find you,
your song will fill the air.
Sing it loud so I can hear you,
make it easy to be near you.
For the things you do endear you to me.
Oh, you know, I will.
I will.
I Will ~ The Beatles
Maybe this time, I’ll be lucky.
Maybe this time, he’ll stay.
Maybe this time, for the first time,
love won’t hurry away.
He will hold me fast,
I’ll be home at last.
Not a loser anymore,
like the last time,
and the time before.
Everybody loves a winner,
so nobody loved me.
Lady Peaceful, Lady Happy,
that’s what I long to be.
All the odds are in my favor,
something’s bound to begin.
It’s gotta happen, happen sometime.
Maybe this time I’ll win.
Everybody loves a winner,
so nobody loved me.
Lady Peaceful, Lady Happy,
that’s what I long to be.
All the odds are, they’re in my favor,
something’s bound to begin.
It’s gotta happen, happen sometime.
Maybe this time I’ll win.
Maybe This Time ~ Cabaret
Someday my prince will come.
Someday we’ll meet again,
and away to his castle we’ll go.
To be happy forever, I know.
Someday my prince will come.
Someday I’ll find my love.
And how thrilling that moment will be,
when the prince of my dreams comes to me.
He’ll whisper, I love you,
and steal a kiss or two.
Though he’s far away,
I’ll find my love someday.
Someday when my dreams come true.
Someday I’ll find my love.
Someone to call my own.
And I know at the moment we meet,
my heart will start skipping the beats.
Someday we’ll say and do
things we’ve been longing to.
Though he’s far away, I’ll find my love someday.
Someday when my dreams come true.
Some day when spring is here,
we’ll find our love anew.
And the birds will sing,
and wedding bells will ring.
Some day when my dreams come true.
Now that I’ve found you,
hear what I have to say.
One song,
I have but one song.
One song only for you.
One heart, tenderly beating.
Ever entreating, constant and true.
One love,
that has possessed me.
One love,
thrilling me through.
One song,
my heart keeps singing.
Of one love, only for you.
Someday My Prince Will Come/One Song ~ Snow White
I expect everyone of my crowd to make fun
of my proud protestations of faith in romance.
And they’ll say I’m naive as a babe to believe
every fable I hear from a person in pants.
Fearlessly, I’ll face them and argue their doubts away.
Loudly, I’ll sing about flowers in spring.
Flatly, I’ll stand on my little flat feet and say,
love is a grand and a beautiful thing.
I’m not ashamed to reveal,
the world famous feeling I feel.
I’m as corny as Kansas in August,
I’m as normal as blueberry pie.
No more a smart little girl with no heart,
I have found me a wonderful guy.
I am in a conventional dither,
With a conventional star in my eye.
And you will note there’s a lump in my throat,
when I speak of that wonderful guy.
I’m as trite and as gay as a daisy in May,
a cliche coming true.
I’m bromidic and bright,
as a moon-happy night
pouring light on the dew.
I’m as corny as Kansas in August,
high as a flag on the Fourth of July.
If you’ll excuse an expression I use,
I’m in love,
I’m in love,
I’m in love,
I’m in love,
I’m in love,
I’m in love,
I’m in love,
I’m in love,
I’m in love,
I’m in love,
I’m in love,
I’m in love,
I’m in love with a wonderful guy!
Wonderful Guy ~ South Pacific
Funny… did you hear that?
Funny… yeah the guy said, honey,
you’re a funny girl.
That’s me,
I just keep them in stitches,
doubled in half.
And though I may be all wrong for the guy,
I’m good for a laugh.
I guess it’s not funny.
Life is far from sunny.
When the laugh is over,
and the joke’s on you.
A girl oughtta have a sense of humor.
That’s one thing you really need for sure,
when you’re a funny girl.
The fella said, a funny girl.
Funny, how it ain’t so funny.
Funny girl.
Funny Girl ~ Funny Girl
