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December 2010

flashed those big brown eyes my way, and oh i wanted you forever more;

Hello Mary Lou, goodbye heart.
Sweet Mary Lou, I’m so in love with you.
I knew Mary Lou, we’d never part.
So hello Mary Lou, goodbye heart.

Passed me by one sunny day,
flashed those big brown eyes my way,
and oh I wanted you forever more.
Now I’m not one that gets around,
Swear my feet stuck to the ground,
and though I never did meet you before.

I said hello Mary Lou, goodbye heart.
Sweet Mary Lou, I’m so in love with you.
I knew Mary Lou, we’d never part.
So hello Mary Lou, goodbye heart.

I saw your lips, I heard your voice.
Believe me I just had no choice.
Wild horses couldn’t make me stay away.
I thought about a moonlit night,
arms around you good and tight.
That’s all I had to see for me to say.

Hey hey,
Hello Mary Lou, goodbye heart.
Sweet Mary Lou, I’m so in love with you.
I knew Mary Lou, we’d never part.
So hello Mary Lou, goodbye heart.
Yes, hello Mary Lou, goodbye heart.
Hello Mary Lou, goodbye heart.

Hello Mary Lou ~ Ricky Nelson

Nov 30, 2010

November 2010

if i had been a woman in reality, you'd be here baby, loving me;

When you were so in love with me,
I played around like I was free.
Thought I could have my cake and eat it too.
But how I cried over losing you.

See, I’m down and out.
But I ain’t about to go living my life without you.
Hey, everyday,
I made you cry,
I’ll pay and, boy,
‘til the day I die.

I’ll keep working my way back to you, babe,
with a burning love inside.
Yeah, I’m working my way back to you, babe,
and the happiness that died.

I let it get away,
been paying every day.

Oh, I used to love to make you cry.
It made me feel like a woman inside.
If I had been a woman in reality.
You’d be here, baby, loving me.

Now my nights are long and lonely,
and I ain’t too proud, babe,
I just miss you so.
Boy, but you’re too proud.
And you won’t give in.
But when I think about all I could win.

I’ll keep working my way back to you, babe,
with a burning love inside.
Yeah, I’m working my way back to you, babe,
and the happiness that died.

I let it get away,
been paying every day

My road is kind of long,
I just gotta get back home.

Oh, I’m really sorry for acting that way.
I’m really sorry for telling you lies for so long.
Oh, please, forgive me, boy.
Come on, give me a chance.
Won’t you forgive me, boy.
Hey, let’s have romance.
Ooh, forgive me, boy.
Let’s try again.
Come on, forgive me, boy.
I want you over and over,
and over and over again.

I’ll keep working my way back to you, babe,
with a burning love inside.
Yeah, I’m working my way back to you, babe,
and the happiness that died.

I let it get away,
been paying every day.

I’ll keep working my way back to you babe.

Working My Way Back To You ~ The Spinners

Nov 30, 2010
i got soul, but i'm not a soldier;

When there’s nowhere else to run,
Is there room for one more son, one more son.
If you can hold on, if you can hold on, hold on.
I wanna stand up, I wanna let go.
You know, you know, no you don’t, you don’t.
I wanna shine on in the hearts of men,
I wanna mean it from the back of my broken hand.

Another head aches, another heart breaks.
I am so much older than I can take.
And my affection, well it comes and goes.
I need direction to perfection, no, no, no, no.

Help me out,
yeah, you know you gotta help me out.
Yeah, oh don’t you put me on the back burner.
You know you gotta help me out.

And when there’s nowhere else to run,
is there room for one more son.
These changes ain’t changing me,
the gold-hearted boy I used to be.

Yeah, you know you gotta help me out.
Yeah, oh don’t you put me on the back burner.
You know you gotta help me out,
you’re gonna bring yourself down.
Yeah, you’re gonna bring yourself down.
Yeah, you’re gonna bring yourself down.

I got soul, but I’m not a soldier.
I got soul, but I’m not a soldier.
I got soul, but I’m not a soldier.
I got soul, but I’m not a soldier.
I got soul, but I’m not a soldier.
I got soul, but I’m not a soldier.
I got soul, but I’m not a soldier.
I got soul, but I’m not a soldier.
I got soul, but I’m not a soldier.
I got soul, but I’m not a soldier.

Yeah, you know you gotta help me out.
Yeah, oh don’t you put me on the back burner.
You know you gotta help me out.
You’re gonna bring yourself down.
You’re gonna bring yourself down.

Over and in, last call for sin.
While everyone’s lost, the battle is won.
With all these things that I’ve done.
All these things that I’ve done.
If you can hold on.
If you can hold on.

All These Things That I Have Done ~ The Killers

Nov 28, 2010
because none of it was ever worth the risk;

When I was younger,
I saw my daddy cry.
and curse at the wind.
He broke his own heart,
and I watched,
as he tried to reassemble it.

And my mama swore,
that she would never let herself forget.
And that was the day that I promised,
I’d never sing of love,
if it does not exist.

But darling,
You, are the only exception.
You, are the only exception.
You, are the only exception.
You, are the only exception.

Maybe I know, somewhere,
deep in my soul,
that love never lasts.
And we’ve got to find other ways,
to make it alone,
and keep a straight face.

And I’ve always lived like this,
keeping a comfortable distance.
And up until now, I had sworn to myself,
that I’m content with loneliness.

Because none of it was ever worth the risk.

Well, you are the only exception.
You, are the only exception.
You, are the only exception.
You, are the only exception.

I’ve got a tight grip on reality
But I can’t let go of,
what’s in front of me here.
I know you’re leaving in the morning,
when you wake up, leave me with some kind of proof.
it’s not a dream.


You, are the only exception.
You, are the only exception.
You, are the only exception.
You, are the only exception.
You, are the only exception.
You, are the only exception.
You, are the only exception.
You, are the only exception.

And I’m on my way to believing.
I’m on my way to believing.

The Only Exception ~ Paramore

Nov 27, 2010
if he says he's just some guy, that's fine, the truth is he's mine;

So he’s holding me in his arms.
And he’s giving me sweet little kisses.
And he’s telling me he’ll never harm me.
And he’s whispering how wonderful this is.
And I tell him that I love him.
And I tell him I’ll be true.
And I’ve said these things to other boys,
but right now the old words feel so new.

And I ask him,
how did I get so lucky?
I didn’t even have to try.
I don’t know, he says,
I’m nothing special,
I’m just some guy.

And he’s smiling like he means it.
And he’s stretched out on his back.
And he’s telling me now that he loves me,
for the fifth or the sixth time, I can’t keep track.
And I watch his eyes as they shine.
Run my fingers through his hair.
And I touch his chest where his heart is,
and I tell him I find safe haven there.

And I ask him,
how did you get to be,
so sweet, and so kind?
I don’t know he says,
I’m nothing special,
I’m just some guy.

And I say, your heart is so big, and your mind so alive.
You have passion and freedom and vision and drive.
You have so much to give and you give it with care.
You have helped me to heal, and there’s nowhere I won’t go with you.

And he’s holding me now even tighter.
And he’s breathing me in.
And he’s telling me now that he loves me.
And he’s tracing his fingertips over my skin.
And I’m happier now than I’ve ever been.
And I’m hoping this feeling won’t die.
And if he says he’s just some guy, that’s fine.
The truth is, he’s mine.

My sweetheart, my love.
Sent down from the sky.
So very much more.
Than just, some guy.

Just Some Guy ~ Anthony Rapp

Nov 22, 2010
maybe it's all fake, that's a chance i'll take;

Hot Sunday night,
I guess the folks were busy fighting.
Joe’d already left home.
Eleven years old on my own,
feeling nothing but lonely.
There’s nothing to do,
there’s nothing out there but the traffic.
Down on state ninety-three.
So I’d sit through the night,
by our old black and white TV.
That’s where I saw it.
That’s when I heard it.
Calling, calling, me.

Disneyland,
Magic Kingdom.
Disneyland.
Close my eyes real tight
Wishing hard I might, wishing hard I may,
find my way to Disneyland.
Gotta get to, Disneyland.
on a western breeze
On a Western breeze, Magic carpet please,
carry me away.

Oh, I know you’re gonna say the trees are paper mache,
it’s done with mirrors, the magic there.
Each little bird’s full of springs, you press a button it sings,
recorded music in the air.
They’ve had the mountain refaced, it’s only plywood and paste.
Go on, say it!
I’ll turn around and tell you, I don’t care.
I don’t care.

I will live in Disneyland.
Make my home in Disneyland.
Maybe it’s all fake, that’s a chance I’ll take,
It’s perfectly okay.
Someone give me,
Disneyland.
Take me there,
to Disneyland.
And when I get to Disneyland,
I’ll stay.

Disneyland ~ Jodi Benson//Smile

Nov 11, 2010
and i believed again the moment when i saw you here tonight;

Has anyone ever read you a fairytale,
and taken you to places magical?
Where homes are made of gingerbread,
and skies are always blue.
Where pumpkins turn to coaches,
and wishes all come true.
Has anyone ever sung you a lullaby?
You can fly above the rain clouds,
close your eyes.
Let the melody carry you,
leave all your fears behind.
You can float across a rainbow sky,
to once upon a time.
Once upon a time,
I believed in miracles.
Once upon a time,
I believed love would conquer all.
Once upon a time,
I believed anything was possible.
And I believed again the moment when,
I saw you here tonight.
Now once upon a time has never felt more right
Once upon a time,
I believed in miracles.
Once upon a time,
I believed love would conquer all.
Once upon a time,
I believed anything was possible.
Once upon a time,
we believed in miracles.
Once upon a time,
we believed love would conquer all.
Once upon a time,
we believed anything was possible.
Oh yes I believed that anything was possible,
And I believed again the moment when,
I saw you here tonight.
Now once upon a time,
has never felt more right.
More right.

Once Upon A Time ~ Eden Espinosa//Brooklyn

Nov 9, 2010
i'll start to soar, watch me rain till i pour;

Let me run through a field in the night.
Let me lift from the ground,
till my soul is in flight.
Let me sway like the shade of a tree.
Let me swirl like a cloud,
in a storm on the sea.
Wish me on my way, through the dawning day.
I wanna flow, wanna rise, wanna spill,
wanna grow in a grove on the side of a hill.

I don’t care if the train runs late.
If the checks don’t clear,
if the house blows down,

I’ll be off where the weeds run wild,
Where the seeds fall far,
from this earth-bound town.
And I’ll start to soar,
watch me rain till I pour.

I’ll catch a ship that’ll sail me astray.
Get caught in the rain,
I’ll just have to obey,
till I’m flying away.

Let me leave behind, all the clouds in my mind.
I wanna wake without wondering why.
Finding myself in a burst for the sky.

I’ll just roll, let me lose all control.
I wanna float like a wish in a well,
free as the sound of the sea in a shell.

I don’t know but maybe I’m just a fool,
I should keep to the ground,
I should stay where I’m at.

Maybe everyone has hunger like this,
and the hunger will pass,
but I can’t think like that.

All I know is somewhere,
through a clearing, there’s a gleam of sunlight,
on a river long and wide.
And I have such a river inside.

Let me run through a field in the night,
Let me lift from the ground,
till my soul is in flight.
Let me sway like the shade of a tree,
let me swirl like a cloud in a storm on the sea.
Wish me on my way, through the dawning day.
I wanna flow, wanna rise, wanna spill,
wanna grow on the side of a hill.

Wanna shift like a wave rollin’ on,
wanna drift from the path I’ve been traveling upon.
Before I am gone.

Flight ~ Sutton Foster and Megan McGinnis

Nov 7, 2010
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