It’s Crooning in My Mind…

February 26, 2010

Because – The Beatles

Because the world is round it turns me on
Because the world is round…aaaaaahhhhhh

Because the wind is high it blows my mind
Because the wind is high……aaaaaaaahhhh

Love is all, love is new
Love is all, love is you

Because the sky is blue, it makes me cry
Because the sky is blue…….aaaaaaaahhhh

Aaaaahhhhhhhhhh….

Close your eyes and I’ll kiss you,
Tomorrow I’ll miss you;
Remember I’ll always be true.
And then while I’m away,
I’ll write home every day,
And I’ll send all my loving to you.

I’ll pretend that I’m kissing
The lips I am missing
And hope that my dreams will come true.
And then while I’m away,
I’ll write home every day,
And I’ll send all my loving to you.

All my loving I will send to you.
All my loving, darling I’ll be true.

Close your eyes and I’ll kiss you,
Tomorrow I’ll miss you:
Remember I’ll always be true.
And then while I’m away,
I’ll write home every day,
And I’ll send all my loving to you

All my loving I will send to you.
All my loving darling I’ll be True.
All my loving, all my loving, ooh!
All my loving I will send to you

 

Nowhere Man!

September 10, 2009

He’s a real nowhere man,
Sitting in his Nowhere Land,
Making all his nowhere plans
For nobody.

Doesn’t have a point of view,
Knows not where he’s going to,
Isn’t he a bit like you and me?

Nowhere Man please listen,
You don’t know what you’re missing,
Nowhere Man, the world is at your command!

He’s as blind as he can be.
Just sees what he wants to see.
Nowhere Man can you see me at all?

Nowhere Man, don’t worry,
Take your time, don’t hurry,
Leave it all till somebody else
Lends you a hand!

Doesn’t have a point of view,
Knows not where he’s going to,
Isn’t he a bit like you and me?

Nowhere Man please listen,
You don’t know what you’re missing
Nowhere Man, the world is at your command!

He’s a real Nowhere Man,
Sitting in his Nowhere Land,
Making all his nowhere plans
For nobody!
Making all his nowhere plans
For nobody!

Making all his nowhere plans
For nobody!

Don’t Be My Kryptonite

August 20, 2009

Hey miss cocaine
You carry the charm
That deadens mine
You infested my calm
Well I can’t resist now
You know, now I’m a mere illusion
You know, you get me high
Just right!

Even before I sniff
I go weak on my knees
Trigger me as you please
And please seduce me to death
But never, never be my kryptonite
Yeah! Don’t be my kryptonite

Hey miss cocaine
You wear damn pricey tag
That retards me to a pawn
You excited my hell
Well I can’t pretend now
You know, now I’m a mere illusion
You know, you get me high
Just right!
 
Even before I sniff
I go weak on my knees
Trigger me as you please
And please seduce me to death
But never, never be my kryptonite
Yeah! Don’t be my kryptonite