by Phil Collins
Hold on my heart
Just hold on to that feeling
We both know we've been here before
We both know what can happen
Hold on my heart
'Cause I'm looking over your shoulder
Please don't rush in this time
Don't show her how you feel
Hold on my heart
Throw me a lifeline
I'll keep a place for you
Somewhere deep inside
Hold on my heart
Please tell her to be patient
'Cause there has never been a time
That I wanted something more
If I can recall this feeling
And I know there's a chance
I will be there
Be there for you
Whenever you want me to
Whenever you call
I will be there
Hold on my heart
Don't let her see you crying
No matter where I go
She'll always be with me
Hold on my heart
Just hold on to that feeling
We both know we've been here before
We both know what can happen
So hold on my heart
Tuesday, December 10, 2019
Hold on My Heart
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Wednesday, February 22, 2017
Don't Go Away
by Noel Gallagher
Cold and frosty morning
There's not a lot to say
About the things caught in my mind
And as the day was dawning
My plane flew away
With all the things caught in my mind
And I want to be there
When you're coming down
And I want to be there
When you hit the ground
So don't go away
Say what you say
Say that you'll stay
Forever and a day
In the time of my life
'Cause I need more time
Yes, I need more time
Just to make things right
Damn my situation
And the games I have to play
With all the things caught in my mind
Damn my education
I can't find the words to say
With all the things caught in my mind
Me and you, what's going on?
All we seem to know is how to show
The feelings that are wrong
So don't go away
Say what you say
Say that you'll stay
Forever and a day
In the time of my life
'Cause I need more time
Yes, I need more time
Just to make things right
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Wednesday, March 7, 2012
The Waiting
by Tom Petty
Oh baby, don't it feel like heaven right now?
Don't it feel like something from a dream?
I've never known nothing quite like this
Don't it feel like tonight might never be again?
We know better than to try and pretend
No one could have ever told me about this
The waiting is the hardest part
Every day you see one more card
You take it on faith
You take it to the heart
The waiting is the hardest part
I might have chased a couple of women around
All it ever got me was down
Then there were those that made me feel good
But never as good as I feel right now
You're the only one that's ever known how
To make me want to live like I want to live now
Don't let it kill you, baby
Don't let it get to you
I'll be your breathing heart
I'll be your crying fool
Don't let this go too far
Don't let it get to you
The waiting is the hardest part
Every day you get one more yard
You take it on faith
You take it to the heart
The waiting is the hardest part
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Labels: frustration, joy, patience, romance
Sunday, September 18, 2011
Young
by Chris Thile
Young and with no clue
And I want to love you
Give me the key to
What it's about
Everything I've read
Everything you've said
Prove you're over my head
Help me climb out
I know that you don't need nobody
Are you sure you're that sure about me?
Hey, what did I do?
I've spoken too soon
Listen to this tune
Forget the words
Wait until someday
'Cause when I know what to say
I'll say it in the best way
You've ever heard
I know that you don't need nobody
Are you sure you're that sure about me?
Young and with no clue
Still want to love you
Give credit where it's due
I've got good taste
It's not like I want to get married
I never asked you to kiss me
Just don't want you to be sorry
You didn't try
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Labels: frustration, longing, patience, unrequited
Thursday, July 7, 2011
I've Been Delivered
by Jakob Dylan
I could break free from the wood of a coffin if I need
But nothing's as hard as getting free
From places I've already been
I've been waist-deep in the burning meadows of my mind
In the engine, in cold December
Shooting fire from the hose
Now turn off your lights
'Cause I'm not coming home
Till I'm delivered for the first time
I was first-born to a parade that follows in rows
Down a narrow, cold black river
Faceless shadows moving slow
I would move swift when the sounds of a trumpet would blow
I've been the puppet, I've been the strings
I know the vacant face it brings
Now the bells of curfew
They may ring before I'm through
But soon I'll be delivered for the first time
You might keep clean in the back of an angel motorcade
It doesn't matter who walks in
You know, the joke is still the same
You'll just wake up like a disposable lover, decomposed
I've been gone, I've been remembered
I've been alive, I've been a ghost
So now if downtown explodes
I'll still be on this road
Till I'm delivered for the first time
I have drawn blood from the neckline when vampires were in fashion
You know I'd even learn to cut my throat
If I thought I could fit in
'Cause I once heard that you gotta learn how to blend in to this mess
Where nothing's hard, nothing's precious
And nothing's smooth or flawless
Now no more amused
Just screaming to
Be delivered for the first time
Now I'm 10 miles in the deep and mighty blue sea
Looking back, towards a long white beach
Burning up into yellow flames
And I just wave back like a little boy up on a pony in a show
'Cause I can't fix something this complex
Any more than I can build a rose
So just keep on letting go
'Cause I must be close
To being delivered for the first time
Now I'd rather bleed out a long stream from being lonely and feel blessed
Than drown, laying face down
In a puddle of respect
I was once lost in the corridors of the arena in blindfolds
I've been the bull, I've been the whip
I just pulled down the matador
So now, turn on your lights
'Cause I'm coming home
I've been delivered for the first time
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Labels: aging, melancholia, patience, surrealism, Wallflowers
Saturday, January 22, 2011
Wake Up Love
by Melanie Penn
My love is buried underground
A hidden landmine
When you're near, a wire's wound around
My heart tight
The weight of words as of yet unsaid
Guarded well and strong as death
I know I never know what to say
What to do or who to be
Or how to change
But this I know
I'm up in flames
Oh, I've gone up in flames
And I can feel it flashing like a fire
Bright and jealous in desire
But I won't wake up love
I won't wake up love
My love is written in the sky
An airplane's ramblings
The day's clear, my love is spelled in white
Clouds of writing
And I know you may not be ready yet
Guarded well and strong as death
I know you never know what to think
Or why you feel how you do
And who's to blame
But this I know
I won't go away
Oh, I'll never go away
I don't know a river that'll drown
Or dry it up but when it's sleeping sound
I won't wake up love
I won't wake up love
How do you wake up love?
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Labels: anxiety, contentment, patience, romance