Someone to hold you too close.
Someone to hurt you too deep.
Someone to sit in your chair,
to ruin your sleep.
Someone to need you too much.
Someone to know you too well.
Someone to pull you up short,
and put you through hell.
Someone you have to let in.
Someone whose feelings you spare.
Someone who, like it or not,
will want you to share.
A little, a lot.
Someone to crowd you with love.
Someone to force you to care.
Someone to make you come through,
who’ll always be there,
as frightened as you,
of being alive.
Being alive,
Being alive,
Being alive.
Somebody, hold me too close.
Somebody, hurt me too deep.
Somebody, sit in my chair,
and ruin my sleep,
and make me aware,
of being alive.
Being alive.
Somebody, need me too much.
Somebody, know me too well.
Somebody, pull me up short,
And put me through hell
and give me support,
for being alive,
Make me alive.
Make me confused,
mock me with praise.
Let me be used,
vary my days.
But alone is alone, not alive.
Somebody, crowd me with love.
Somebody, force me to care.
Somebody, make me come through,
I’ll always be there,
as frightened as you,
to help us survive.
Being alive,
Being alive,
Being alive.
Being Alive ~ Company//Stephen Sondheim
February 2011
A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to 8 year-olds, “What does love mean?” The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined.
“When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You just know that your name is safe in their mouth.” - Billy, age 4
“Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other.” -Karl, age 5
“Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs.” -Chrissy, age 6
“Love is what makes you smile when you’re tired.” -Terri, age 4
“Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more.” -Emily, age 8
“Love is what’s in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen.” -Bobby, age 7
“If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate.” -Nikka, age 6
“Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday.” -Noelle, age 7
“Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well.” -Tommy, age 6
“Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford.” -Chris, age 7
“Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day.” -Marry Ann, age 4
“When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you.” -Karen, age 4
“Love is when Mommy sees Daddy on the toilet and she doesn’t think it’s gross.” -Mark, age 6
“You really shouldn’t say ‘I love you’ unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget.” -Jessica, age 8
And the final one — Author and lecturer Leo Buscaglia once talked about a contest he was asked to judge. The purpose of the contest was to find the most caring child. The winner was a four year old child whose next door neighbour was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife. Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman’s yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there. When his Mother asked what he had said to the neighbor, the little boy said, “Nothing, I just helped him cry.”
January 2011
Without you, the ground thaws.
The rain falls, the grass grows.
Without you, the seeds root.
The flowers bloom, the children play.
The stars gleam, the poets dream.
The eagles fly, without you.
The earth turns, the sun burns,
but I die, without you.
Without you, the breeze warms.
The girl smiles, the cloud moves.
Without you, the tides change,
the boys run, the oceans crash.
The crowds roar, the days soar,
the babies cry, without you.
The moon glows, the river flows,
but I die, without you.
The world revives, colors renew.
But I know blue, only blue.
Lonely blue, within me, blue.
Without you.
Without you, the hand gropes.
The ear hears, the pulse beats.
Without you, the eyes gaze.
The legs walk, the lungs breathe.
The mind churns, the heart yearns.
The tears dry, without you
Life goes on, but I’m gone.
‘cause I die, without you.
Without you.
Without you.
Without you.
Without You ~ RENT
Here we go again, I kinda wanna be more than friends.
So take it easy on me, I’m afraid you’re never satisfied.
Here we go again, we’re sick like animals,
we play pretend, you’re just a cannibal.
And I’m afraid I wont get out alive.
No I won’t sleep tonight.
Oh, oh, I want some more.
Oh, oh, what are you waitin’ for?
Take a bite of my heart tonight
Oh, oh, I want some more.
Oh, oh, what are you waitin’ for?
What are you waitin’ for?
Say goodbye to my heart tonight.
Here we are again, I feel the chemicals kickin’ in.
It’s gettin’ heavier, I wanna run and hide.
I wanna run and hide.
I do it every time,
you’re killin’ me now.
And I won’t be denied by you,
the animal inside of you.
Oh, oh, I want some more.
Oh, oh, what are you waitin’ for?
Take a bite of my heart tonight
Oh, oh, I want some more.
Oh, oh, what are you waitin’ for?
What are you waitin’ for?
Say goodbye to my heart tonight.
Hush, hush, the world is quiet.
Hush, hush, we both can’t find it.
It’s us that made this mess.
Why can’t you understand?
Oh, I won’t sleep tonight.
I wont sleep tonight.
Here we go again.
Here we go again.
Here we go again.
Oh, oh, I want some more.
Oh, oh, what are you waitin’ for?
Take a bite of my heart tonight
Oh, oh, I want some more.
Oh, oh, what are you waitin’ for?
What are you waitin’ for?
Say goodbye to my heart tonight.
Oh, oh, I want some more.
Oh, oh, what are you waitin’ for?
Take a bite of my heart tonight
Oh, oh, I want some more.
Oh, oh, what are you waitin’ for?
What are you waitin’ for?
Say goodbye to my heart tonight.
Animal ~ Neon Trees
There is freedom within,
there is freedom without.
Try to catch the deluge in a paper cup.
There’s a battle ahead,
many battles are lost.
But you’ll never see the end of the road,
while you’re traveling with me.
Hey now, hey now.
Don’t dream, it’s over.
Hey now, hey now.
When the world comes in.
They come, they come,
to build a wall between us.
We know they won’t win.
Now I’m towing my car,
there’s a hole in the roof.
My possessions are causing me suspicion
but there’s no proof.
In the paper today, tales of war and of waste.
But you turn right over to the TV page.
Hey now, hey now.
Don’t dream, it’s over.
Hey now, hey now.
When the world comes in.
They come, they come,
to build a wall between us.
We know they won’t win.
Now I’m walking again,
to the beat of a drum.
And I’m counting the steps
to the door of your heart.
Only shadows ahead,
barely clearing the roof.
Get to know the feeling of liberation and release.
Hey now, hey now.
Don’t dream, it’s over.
Hey now, hey now.
When the world comes in.
They come, they come,
to build a wall between us.
We know they won’t win.
Well, don’t let them win.
Hey now, hey now
Don’t let them win.
Don’t let them win.
Don’t Dream It’s Over ~ Crowded House//Sixpence None The Richer
Mother said, straight ahead,
not to delay or be misled.
I should have heeded her advice;
but he seemed so nice…
And he showed me things,
many beautiful things,
that I hadn’t thought to explore.
They were off my path,
so I never had dared.
I had been so careful,
I never had cared.
And he made me feel excited.
Well, excited and scared.
When he said, come in,
with that sickening grin.
How could I know what was in store?
Once his teeth were bared,
Though, I really got scared.
Well, excited and scared.
But he drew me close,
and he swallowed me down.
Down a dark slimy path,
where lie secrets that I never want to know.
And when everything familiar,
seemed to disappear forever.
At the end of the path,
was Granny once again.
So we wait in the dark,
until someone sets us free.
And we’re brought into the light,
and we’re back at the start.
And I know things now,
many valuable things,
that I hadn’t known before.
Do not put your faith
in a cape and a hood.
They will not protect you
the way that they should.
And take extra care with strangers,
even flowers have their dangers.
And though scary is exciting,
Nice is different than good.
Now I know,
don’t be scared.
Granny is right,
just be prepared.
Isn’t it nice to know a lot.
And a little bit, not.
I Know Things Now ~ Into The Woods
I hope you’re happy.
I hope you’re happy now.
I hope you’re happy how you’ve
hurt your cause forever,
I hope you think you’re clever.
I hope you’re happy.
I hope you’re happy too.
I hope you’re proud how you would
grovel in submission,
to feed your own ambition.
So though I can’t imagine how,
I hope you’re happy, right now.
You can still be with the Wizard,
what you’ve worked and waited for.
You can have all you ever wanted.
I know; but I don’t want it.
No, I can’t want it anymore.
Something has changed within me.
Something is not the same.
I’m through with playing by
the rules of someone else’s game.
Too late for second-guessing.
Too late to go back to sleep.
It’s time to trust my instincts,
close my eyes, and leap.
It’s time to try defying gravity.
I think I’ll try defying gravity,
and you can’t pull me down.
Can’t I make you understand,
you’re having delusions of grandeur?
I’m through accepting limits,
cuz someone says they’re so.
Some things I cannot change,
but till I try I’ll never know.
Too long I’ve been afraid of
losing love, I guess I’ve lost.
Well if that’s love, it comes at
much too high a cost.
I’d sooner buy defying gravity.
Kiss me goodbye, I’m defying gravity,
and you can’t pull me down.
Unlimited.
Together we’re, unlimited.
Together we’ll be the greatest team
there’s ever been.
Dreams the way we planned ‘em,
if we work in tandem.
There’s no fight we cannot win.
Just you and I, defying gravity.
With you and I, defying gravity.
They’ll never bring us down.
I hope you’re happy,
now that you’re choosing this.
I hope it brings you bliss.
I really hope you get it,
and you don’t live to regret it.
I hope you’re happy in the end.
I hope you’re happy, my friend.
So if you care to find me,
look to the Western sky.
As someone told me lately,
everyone deserves the chance to fly.
And if I’m flying solo, at least I’m flying free.
To those who ground me, take a message back,
from me!
Tell them how I am defying gravity.
I’m flying high, defying gravity.
And soon I’ll match them in renown.
And nobody in all of Oz,
no Wizard that there is or was,
is ever gonna bring me down.
Defying Gravity ~ Wicked//Kristin Chenoweth & Idina Menzel
