Artists M – S

stupid boy

Sunday, May 10th, 2009

She was precious like a flower
She grew wild, wild but innocent
Perfect prayer in a desperate hour
She was everything beautiful and different

Stupid boy, you can’t fence that in
Stupid boy, it’s like holding back the wind

She laid her heart and soul right in your hands
And you stole her every dream and crushed her plans
She never even knew she had a choice
That’s what happens when the only voice
She hears is tellin’ her she can’t

Stupid boy, you stupid boy

So, what made you think you could take her life
And just push it, push it around?
I guess to build yourself up so high,
You had to take her and break her down

She laid her heart and soul right in your hands
And you stole her every dream and you crushed her plans
She never even knew she had a choice
That’s what happens when the only voice
She hears is tellin’ her she can’t

Stupid boy, ah you always had to be right
And now you lost the only thing that ever made you feel alive

She laid her heart and soul right in your hands
And you stole her every dream and you crushed her plans
She never even knew she had a choice
That’s what happens when the only voice
She hears is tellin’ her she can’t

Stupid boy, ah, it’s the same old,
Same old stupid boy

It took a while for her to figure out she could run
But when she did she was long gone, long gone
Yeah

Stupid boy, you’re just a stupid boy
You never get it right, do you?

the greatest man i never knew

Monday, April 6th, 2009

The greatest man I never knew
Lived just down the hall
And everyday we said hello
But never touched at all
He was in his paper
I was in my room
How was I to know he thought I hung the moon

The greatest man I never knew
Came home late every night
He never had too much to say
Too much was on his mind
I never really knew him
Oh and now it seems so sad
Everything he gave to us took all he had

Then the days turned into years
And the memories to black and white
He grew cold like an old winter wind
Blowing across my life

The greatest words I never heard
I guess I’ll never hear
The man I thought would never die
He’s been dead almost a year
He was good in business
But there was business left to do
He never said he loved me
Guess he thought I knew

In memory of Otis C. ~ Feb 18, 1943 – Apr 6, 2002

your call

Friday, January 9th, 2009

Waiting for your call,
I’m sick, call, I’m angry
Call, I’m desperate for your voice
Listening to the song we used to sing
In the car, do you remember
Butterfly, Early Summer
It’s playing on repeat,
Just like when we would meet
Like when we would meet

I was born to tell you I love you
And I am torn to do what I have to,
To make you mine, stay with me tonight

Stripped and polished,
I am new, I am fresh
I am feeling so ambitious,
You and me, flesh to flesh (flesh to flesh)
Cause every breath that you will take
When you are sitting next to me
Will bring life into my deepest hopes,
What’s your fantasy?
What’s your…
What’s your?

I was born to tell you I love you
And I am torn to do what I have to,
To make you mine, stay with me tonight

And I’m tired of being all alone,
And this solitary moment makes me want to come back home
And I’m tired of being all alone,
And this solitary moment makes me want to come back home
And I’m tired of being all alone,
And this solitary moment makes me want to come back home
(I know everything you wanted isn’t anything you have)
And I’m tired of being all alone,
And this solitary moment makes me want to come back home
(I know everything you wanted isn’t anything you have)

I was born to tell you I love you
And I am torn to do what I have to
I was born to tell you I love you (I know that everything you wanted)
And I am torn to do what I have to, (isn’t anything you have)
I was born to tell you I love you (I know that everything you wanted)
And I am torn to do what I have to, (isn’t anything you have)
To make you mine, stay with me tonight

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