by Bob Dylan
Perhaps it's the color of the sun cut flat
And covering the crossroads I'm standing at
Or maybe it's the weather or something like that
But mama, you been on my mind
I don't mean trouble please don't put me down or get upset
I am not pleading or saying I can't forget you
I do not pace the floor bowed down and bent, but yet
Mama, you been on my mind
Even though my eyes are hazy and my thoughts, they might be narrow
Where you been don't bother me or bring me down with sorrow
I don't even mind who you'll be waking with tomorrow
Mama, you're just on my mind
I'm not asking you to say words like yes or no
Please, understand me, I have no place I'm calling you to go
I'm just whispering to myself, so I can't pretend that I don't know
Mama, you are on my mind
When you wake up in the morning, baby look inside your mirror
You know I won't be next to you, you know I won't be near
I'd just be curious to know if you can see yourself as clear
As someone who has had you on his mind
Wednesday, April 21, 2021
Mama, You Been on My Mind
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Labels: Dylan, longing, melancholia, romance
Monday, February 1, 2021
I've Been Waiting
by Matthew Sweet
When you said to me
'You are not so old'
Did I know it then
'Cause I had just been told?
I didn't think I'd find you
Perfect in so many ways
But I've been waiting
And I want to have you
The secret on your lips
That nobody knows
Gentle in your eyes
You can wear my clothes
I didn't think I'd find you
Perfect in so many ways
But I've been waiting
And I want to have you
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Friday, November 27, 2020
All Things Must Pass
by George Harrison
A sunrise doesn't last all morning
A cloudburst doesn't last all day
Seems my love is up and has left you with no warning
It's not always going to be this grey
All things must pass
All things must pass away
A sunset doesn't last all evening
A mind can blow those clouds away
After all this, my love is up and must be leaving
It's not always going to be this grey
All things must pass
All things must pass away
All things must pass
None of life's strings can last
So, I must be on my way
And face another day
Now the darkness only stays the nighttime
In the morning it will fade away
Daylight is good at arriving at the right time
It's not always going to be this grey
All things must pass
All things must pass away
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Labels: change, Harrison, life, loss, melancholia, romance, time
Friday, September 25, 2020
She Likes Basketball
by Hal David
She likes basketball
How about that?
We have something in common
To talk about
Basketball
She likes basketball
How about that?
I have someplace to take her
When we go out
Basketball
Who ever would've dreamed?
Ever would've thought?
That my favorite girl
Likes my favorite sport
Like any other kid
I would make believe
With a ball in my hand
I'd dribble right past
All the others real fast
And I'd be six-foot eight
And my jump shot was really great
She likes basketball
Isn't that wild?
It's an omen that good things
Are on their way
Things to share
We share basketball
Couldn't you die?
From a simple beginning like this
We may get somewhere
It's nice to dream
Someday it might be
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Tuesday, December 10, 2019
Hold on My Heart
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
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Sunday, November 24, 2019
Invisible Touch
by Phil Collins
I've been waiting
Waiting here so long
But thinking nothing
Nothing could go wrong
Now I know she has a built-in ability
To take everything she sees
And now it seems I'm falling for her
She seems to have an invisible touch
She reaches in and grabs right hold of your heart
She seems to have an invisible touch
It takes control and slowly tears you apart
I don't really know her
I only know her name
But she crawls under your skin
You're never quite the same
And now I know she's got something you just can't trust
And it's something mysterious
And now it seems I'm falling for her
Well, she don't like losing
To her it's still a game
And though she will mess up your life
You'll want her just the same
And now I know she has a built-in ability
To take everything she sees
And now it seems I've fallen for her
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Sunday, September 15, 2019
Magic
by Ric Ocasek
Summer
It turns me upside down
Summer, summer, summer
It's like a merry-go-round
I see you under the midnight
All shackles and bows
High shoes with the cleats a-clicking
A temperamental glow
How could you let me go?
Oh, I've got a hold on you
I've got a hold on you
I've got a hold on you tonight
Oh, I've got a hold on you
I've got a hold on you
That's right
Oh oh, it's magic
When I'm with you
Oh oh, it's magic
Just a little magic
You know it's true
I've got a hold on you
Oh, twisted
Under, sideways, down
I know you're getting twisted
And you can't calm down
I see you under the midnight
Love darts in your eyes
How far can you take it
Till you realize
There's magic in your eyes
Oh oh, it's magic
When I'm with you
Oh oh, it's magic
Just a little bit of
Magic pulls me through
I've got a hold on you
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Saturday, October 27, 2018
Pale Blue Eyes
by Lou Reed
Sometimes I feel so happy
Sometimes I feel so sad
Sometimes I feel so happy
But mostly you just make me mad
Linger on, your pale blue eyes
Thought of you as my mountain top
Thought of you as my peak
Thought of you as everything
I've had but couldn't keep
Linger on, your pale blue eyes
If I could make the world as pure
And strange as what I see
I'd put you in the mirror
I put in front of me
Linger on, your pale blue eyes
Skip a life completely
Stuff it in a cup
She said money is like us in time
It lies but can't stand up
Down for you is up
Linger on, your pale blue eyes
It was good what we did yesterday
And I'd do it once again
The fact that you are married
Only proves you're my best friend
But it's truly, truly a sin
Linger on, your pale blue eyes
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Labels: contentment, longing, romance
Thursday, October 18, 2018
Handle with Care
by George Harrison, et al.
Been beat up and battered around
Been sent up, and I've been shot down
You're the best thing that I've ever found
Handle me with care
Reputation's changeable
Situation's tolerable
But baby, you're adorable
Handle me with care
I'm so tired of being lonely
I still have some love to give
Won't you show me that you really care?
Everybody's got somebody to lean on
Put your body next to mine, and dream on
I've been fobbed off, and I've been fooled
I've been robbed and ridiculed
In day care centers and night schools
Handle me with care
Been stuck in airports, terrorized
Sent to meetings, hypnotized
Overexposed, commercialized
Handle me with care
I've been uptight and made a mess
But I'll clean it up myself, I guess
Oh, the sweet smell of success
Handle me with care
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Monday, June 26, 2017
If We Were Vampires
by Jason Isbell
It's not the long flowing dress that you're in
Or the light coming off of your skin
The fragile heart you protected for so long
Or the mercy in your sense of right and wrong
It's not your hands, searching slow in the dark
Or your nails leaving love's watermark
It's not the way you talk me off the roof
Your questions like directions to the truth
It's knowing that this can't go on forever
Likely one of us will have to spend some days alone
Maybe we'll get forty years together
But one day I'll be gone or one day you'll be gone
If we were vampires and death was a joke
We'd go out on the sidewalk and smoke
And laugh at all the lovers and their plans
I wouldn't feel the need to hold your hand
Maybe time running out is a gift
I'll work hard 'til the end of my shift
And give you every second I can find
And hope it isn't me who's left behind
It's knowing that this can't go on forever
Likely one of us will have to spend some days alone
Maybe we'll get forty years together
But one day I'll be gone or one day you'll be gone
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Labels: carpe diem, death, longing, loss, melancholia, romance
Friday, March 31, 2017
Guys and Dolls
by Frank Loesser
When you see a guy reach for stars in the sky
You can bet that he's doing it for some doll
When you spot a John waiting out in the rain
Chances are he's insane, as only a John can be for a Jane
When you meet a gent paying all kinds of rent
For a flat that could flatten the Taj Mahal
Call it sad, call it funny, but it's better than even money
That the guy's only doing it for some doll
When you see a Joe saving half of his dough
You can bet they'll be minting it for some doll
When a bum buys wine like a bum can't afford
It's a cinch that the bum is under the thumb of some little broad
When you meet a mug lately out of the jug
And he's still lifting platinum folderol
Call it hell, call it heaven, it's a probable twelve-to-seven
That the guy's only doing it for some doll
When you see a sport and his cash has run short
You can bet he's been blowing it on some doll
When a guy wears tails with the front gleaming white
Who the heck do you think he's tickling pink on Saturday night?
When some lazy slob gets a good steady job
And he smells from Vitalis and Barbasol
Call it dumb, call it clever, ah, but you can't give odds forever
That's the guy's only doing it for some doll
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Saturday, March 4, 2017
Temptation Eyes
by Harvey Price
She's got something that moves my soul
And she knows I'd love to love her
But she lets me down every time
Can't make her mine, she's no one's lover
Tonight with me she'll be so inviting
I want her all for myself
Oh, temptation eyes
Looking through my soul
Temptation eyes
You've got to love me tonight
Her wild-eyed innocence is just a game
But just the same my head is spinning
She's got a way to keep me on her side
It's just a ride, it's never-ending
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Tuesday, February 14, 2017
To His Coy Mistress
by Andrew Marvell
Had we but world enough, and time,
This coyness, Lady, were no crime
We would sit down and think which way
To walk and pass our long love's day.
Thou by the Indian Ganges' side
Shouldst rubies find: I by the tide
Of Humber would complain. I would
Love you ten years before the Flood,
And you should, if you please, refuse
Till the conversion of the Jews.
My vegetable love should grow
Vaster than empires, and more slow;
A hundred years should go to praise
Thine eyes and on thy forehead gaze;
Two hundred to adore each breast,
But thirty thousand to the rest;
An age at least to every part,
And the last age should show your heart.
For, Lady, you deserve this state,
Nor would I love at lower rate.
But at my back I always hear
Time's wingèd chariot hurrying near;
And yonder all before us lie
Deserts of vast eternity.
Thy beauty shall no more be found,
Nor, in thy marble vault, shall sound
My echoing song; then worms shall try
That long preserved virginity,
And your quaint honour turn to dust,
And into ashes all my lust:
The grave's a fine and private place,
But none, I think, do there embrace.
Now therefore, while the youthful hue
Sits on thy skin like morning dew,
And while thy willing soul transpires
At every pore with instant fires,
Now let us sport us while we may,
And now, like amorous birds of prey,
Rather at once our time devour
Than languish in his slow-chapped power.
Let us roll all our strength and all
Our sweetness up into one ball,
And tear our pleasures with rough strife
Through the iron gates of life:
Thus, though we cannot make our sun
Stand still, yet we will make him run.
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Labels: anticipation, longing, poetry, romance
Tuesday, February 7, 2017
Should I?
by Arthur Freed
Should I reveal exactly how I feel?
Should I confess I love you?
Should I recite beneath the pale moonlight?
And swear by the stars above you?
Could I repeat the sweetest story told?
Could I entreat? Would it be too bold?
Should I reveal exactly how I feel?
Should I confess I love you?
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Labels: anticipation, anxiety, choice, longing, romance, Standard
Friday, December 9, 2016
I Feel Free
by Jack Bruce
Feel when I dance with you
We move like the sea
You're all I want to know
I feel free, I feel free, I feel free
I can walk down the street, there's no one there
Though the pavements are one huge crowd
I can drive down the road, my eyes don't see
Though my mind wants to cry out loud
Dance floor is like the sea
Ceiling is the sky
You're the sun, and as you shine on me
I feel free, I feel free, I feel free
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Labels: contentment, historical, romance
Thursday, September 8, 2016
Star Trek Episode 1
by Gene Roddenberry
Beyond
The rim of the star-light
My love
Is wand'ring in star-flight
I know
He'll find in star-clustered reaches
Love,
Strange love a star woman teaches
I know
His journey ends never
His star trek
Will go on forever
But tell him
While he wanders his starry sea
Remember, remember me
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Labels: historical, longing, romance
Friday, August 5, 2016
I Want to Tell You
by George Harrison
I want to tell you
My head is filled with things to say
When you're here
All those words, they seem to slip away
When I get near you
The games begin to drag me down
It's alright
I'll make you maybe next time around
But if I seem to act unkind
It's only me, it's not my mind
That is confusing things
I want to tell you
I feel hung up but I don't know why
I don't mind
I could wait forever, I've got time
Sometimes I wish I knew you well,
Then I could speak my mind and tell you
Maybe you'd understand
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Monday, August 1, 2016
Some Enchanted Evening
by Oscar Hammerstein II
Some enchanted evening you may see a stranger
You may see a stranger across a crowded room
And somehow you know, you'll know even then
That somewhere you'll see her, again and again
Some enchanted evening someone may be laughing
You may hear her laughing across a crowded room
And night after night, as strange as it seems
The sound of her laughter will sing in your dreams
Who can explain it?
Who can tell you why?
Fools give you reasons
Wise me never try
Some enchanted evening when you find your true love
When you feel her call you across a crowded room
Then fly to her side and make her your own
Or all through your life you may dream all alone
Once you have found her never let her go
Sunday, July 17, 2016
Who Wants to Be a Millionaire?
by Cole Porter
Who wants to be a millionaire? I don't
Have flashy flunkies everywhere? I don't
Who wants the bother of a country estate?
A country estate is something I'd hate
Who wants to wallow in champagne? I don't
Who wants a supersonic plane? I don't
Who wants a private landing field too? I don't
And I don't, 'cause all I want is you
Who wants to be a millionaire? I don't
Who wants uranium to spare? I don't
Who wants to journey on a gigantic yacht?
Do I want a yacht? Oh, how I do not
Who wants a fancy foreign car? I don't
Who wants to tire of caviar? I don't
Who wants a marble swimming pool too? I don't
And I don't, 'cause all I want is you
Who wants to be a millionaire? I don't
And go to every swell affair? I don't
Who wants to ride behind a liveried chauffeur?
A liveried chauffeur, do I want? No sir
Who wants an opera box I'll bet? I don't
And sleep through Wagner at the Met? I don't
Who wants to corner Cartiers, too? I don't
And I don't, 'cause all I want is you
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Labels: historical, longing, Porter, romance, Standard
Saturday, April 30, 2016
I'd Pick You Every Time
by Noel Gallagher
If I lead you to the line
Roll me over on my side
But I don't mean to be unkind
I'd pick you every time
Shine a light on all the world
Make love easier to find
I didn't mean to cross the line
I'd pick you every time
Sing for me the stories that you've heard
And I've made up my mind
As long as you'd say you'd be my girl
I would wait around for you until the end of time
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Labels: contentment, longing, romance