Saturday, June 30, 2007

destiny


When I was just a little girl I asked my mother, What will I be

Will I be pretty, will I be rich


Here's what she said to me

Que Sera, Sera,

Whatever will be, will be

The future's not ours to see

Que Sera, Sera What will be, will be


When I grew up and fell in love I asked my sweetheart what lies ahead

Will we have rainbows, day after day

Here's what my sweetheart said


Que Sera, Sera, Whatever will be, will be

The future's not ours, to see

Que Sera, Sera

What will be, will be

Monday, June 25, 2007


u stay mine?

u stay mine?
u stay mine?
i'll be ur good man please?

cos u made me feel something i never felt before
i don't wanna lose this sweet emotion
it is way over my head
been having too many butterflies inside

i'm a little shy when ur around me
i kind of blush as u say "i love u Jim"

oh may i hold your hand?
& lean on ur shoulder?

keep thinking of ur smile ur embrace
while i'm with u

i could be myself
& i guess that's how u adore me.......
please stay mine?

i wanna grow old
& live happily with u

cos of my heart
it tells me u r the one
the only one i truly love..........~

© Kai C.

Sunday, June 24, 2007

At times I make you
crazy
At times I make you sad

Sometimes you make me
feel like
There's no one quite as bad
But
there's just too much love between us
There's
just too mcuh love between us

We can work it out
Oh, I know we can
'Cause it's all left in our
hands

If we give ourselves just a little time
It'll all work out just fine
'Cause
there's just too much love between us
Yeah,
there's just too much love between us

Silence
can be deafening
When you don't make a sound
At
times you make me wonder
Why you want me around

I guess there's too much love between us
There's just too much love between us

There
are rocky roads
And it's touch and go

And there
are times to be alone
But there's something deeper
That we can't explain
It's an everylasting
flame

Now there's just too much love between
us
Now there's just too much love between us
There's just too much love between us

There's
just too much love between us
Too much love between
us
Too much love between us



Too much love



You don't know what it's like, baby
You don't know what it's like
To love somebody
To love somebody
To love somebody

The way I love you
I gotta love u less
coz too much love will kill u

I'm just the pieces of the man I used to be
Too many bitter tears are raining down on me
I'm far away from home
And I've been facing this alone

For much too long
I feel like no-one ever told the truth to me
About growing up and what a struggle it would be

In my tangled state of mind
I've been looking back to find
Where I went wrong
Too much love will kill you

If you can't make up your mind
Torn between the lover
And the love you leave behind
You're headed for disaster
'cos you never read the signs

Too much love will kill you
Every time

I'm just the shadow of the man I used to be
And it seems like there's no way out of this for me

I used to bring you sunshine
Now all I ever do is bring you down

How would it be if you were standing in my shoes
Can't you see that it's impossible to choose

No there's no making sense of it
Every way I go I'm bound to lose
Too much love will kill you
Just as sure as none at all

It'll drain the power that's in you
Make you plead and scream and crawl

And the pain will make you crazy
You're the victim of your crime

Too much love will kill you
Every time

Too much love will kill you
It'll make your life a lie

Yes, too much love will kill you
And you won't understand why

You'd give your life, you'd sell your soul
But here it comes again
Too much love will kill you
In the end...

In the end.

Saturday, June 23, 2007

what is Love ?




In Plato's Symposium, Socrates says:
A man who practices the mysteries of love will be in contact not with a reflection, but with truth itself. To know this blessing of human nature, one can find no better helper than love.

I have been commenting my whole life on love, in thousands of different ways, but the message is the same. Just one fundamental thing has to be remembered: It is not the love that you think is love. Neither is Socrates speaking about that love nor am I speaking about it.

The love you know is nothing but a biological urge; it depends on your chemistry and your hormones. It can be changed very easily--a small change in your chemistry and the love that you thought was the "ultimate truth" will simply disappear. You have been calling lust "love." This distinction should be remembered.

Socrates says, "A man who practices the mysteries of love..." Lust has no mysteries. It is a simple biological game; every animal, every bird, every tree knows about it. Certainly the love that has mysteries is going to be totally different from the love with which you are ordinarily acquainted.

A man who practices the mysteries of love will be in contact not with the reflection, but with truth itself.

This love that can become a contact with truth itself arises only out of your consciousness--not out of your body, but out of your innermost being. Lust arises out of your body, love arises out of your consciousness. But people don't know their consciousness, and the misunderstanding goes on and on--their bodily lust is taken for love.

Very few people in the world have known love. Those are the people who have become so silent, so peaceful... and out of that silence and peace they come in contact with their innermost being, their soul. Once you are in contact with your soul, your love becomes not a relationship but simply a shadow to you.

Wherever you move, with whomsoever you move, you are loving.
Right now, what you call love is addressed to someone, confined to someone. And love is not a phenomenon that can be confined. You can have it in your open hands, but you cannot have it in your fist. The moment your hands are closed, they are empty. The moment they are open, the whole of existence is available to you.

Socrates is right: One who knows love also knows truth, because they are only two names of one experience. And if you have not known the truth, remember that you have not known love, either.

To know this blessing of human nature, one can find no better helper than love.
Copyright © 2001 by Osho International Foundation


Women are not that bad as most men perceive them. There are exceptions too. And if you are able to crack the GMI syndrome of any woman ? YOU surely CAN WIN.

Now what's this GMI syndrome?
It is Give Me Importance.?
Unlike men, the confidence level of women to a very large extent depends upon lots of external factors - how others see them, how others perceive them, and how much importance people give them for their existence & their decisions. Hence a girl at her prime (17 - 25) has more confidence than a woman who is at her 40 or 45.

Men remain the same through out their lives !
they keep poking their nose, scratching their scrotum, and farting all around without giving a damn to the people who notice them.

http://72.14.235.104/search?q=cache:VRX1ou-wDWAJ:www.askenni.com/archives/2004/12/index.html+sex+a+biological+need+osho&hl=en&ct=clnk&cd=10&gl=in

I will wait for you forever




If it takes forever I will wait for you
For a thousand summers I will wait for you

Till you're back beside me, till I'm holding you
Till I hear you sigh here in my arms

Anywhere you wander, anywhere you go
Every day remember how I love you so

In your heart believe what in my heart I know
That forevermore I'll wait for you

The clock will tick away the hours one by one
Then the time will come when all the waiting's done

The time when you return and find me here and run
Straight to my waiting arms

If it takes forever I will wait for you
For a thousand summers I will wait for you

Till you're here beside me, till I'm touching you
And forevermore sharing your love

We are flying on someone else’s energy,


If this doesn’t work, we try another strategy. We try to pull attention by negative behavior. Every child learns this very quickly in his early life : when he is playing quietly on the floor with his toys, mum goes on cooking dinner or talking with daddy. But as soon as the kid hurts his little sister or is playing “sick", mums hurries to give attention to him. She shouts maybe, she’s angry or worried, but no matter, all this is attention for the child!

He learns very quickly which behavior gives him the greatest amount of attention and energy. When his mother or father looks at him, even angry, it still is energy coming his way! When they shout at him, they give him energy. Negative energy, alright, but it is better than no energy at all.

When we grow up, and start to date, we discover a very interesting phenomenon : when we fall in love, we receive a lot of energy (read : attention, interest, time, love etc.) for free. The other person gives us freely and abundantly a whole bunch of energy. We don’t even have to ask for it, we don’t need to apply any strategy to pick this energy, it’s all for free! We let go of our mechanism to pull the energy of others towards us.

We loosen up. We “fall" in love. We almost literally fly. We are high! Everything seems to have more colour, is more vivid, we feel lighter, life seems easy, everything goes by itself, we have the feeling we love everybody and everything, even our grunchy boss! Nothing can hurt us, we feel safe and boosted with energy. But this is his or her energy! We are flying on someone else’s energy, and human energy is limited!

http://searchwarp.com/swa44413.htm

The Rungs of Love
At first one loves only when one is loved.
Next, one loves spontaneously, but one wants to be loved in return.
Then one loves even if one is not loved, but one still wants one's love to be accepted.
And finally one loves purely and simply, without any other need or joy than that of loving.
- The Mother
http://www.sriaurobindosociety.org.in/qstarch/qstsep02.htm

Hard To Say I Am Sorry

Everybody needs a little time away
i heard her say
from each other

even lovers need a holiday
far away from each other

hold me now its hard for me to say i'm sorry
i just want you to stay (stay with me ooohh)

and after all that you've been through
i will make it up to you
i promise you, baby

and after all thats been said and done you're just a part of me i cant let go (oooo)
(bop bop bop bop bop)

couldnt stand to be kept away
not for a day
from your body (not even a day)

wouldnt want to be swept away (aawwaayy)
far away from the one that i love

oo hold me now
its hard for me to say i'm sorry
i just want you to know (u to know)

hold me now
i really wanna tell you i'm sorry
o i could never let you goooooo..iiii

after all that we've been trough
i will make it up to you
i promise to (i promise you)

and after all thats been said and done
you're just a part of me i cant let goooo

i cant let go

of friends and lovers


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(It don't come easy, you know it don't come easy)

(It don't come easy, you know it don't come easy)


Got to pay your dues if you want to sing the blues

And you know it don't come easy


Now you don't have to shout or leap about

You can even take it easy

Forget about the past and all your sorrow

The future won't last

It will soon be your tomorrow


I don't want much, I only want for trust

And you know it don't come easy

And this love of mine keeps growing all the time

And you know it don't come easy


Open up your heart, let's come together

Use a little luck, and we will make it work out better


It don't come, oohh no, you know it don't come easy
i know u dont love me now
as u used to
but I will wait

It don't come, oohh no, you know it don't come easy


Got to pay your dues if you want to sing the blues

As you know it don't come easy


You don't have to shout or leap about

You can even take it easy


Please remember peace is what we make it

It's here within your reach, you are big enough to take it


I don't ask for much, I only want trust

You know it don't come easy


This love of mine is growing all the time

And you know it don't come easy
It don't come, oohh no, you know it don't come easy
i know u dont love me now
as u used to

but I will wait

Friday, June 22, 2007

Don’t forget me
Don’t regret me

The memory of this still reminds me of you

Don’t suspend me
The memory of this still reminds me

Don’t neglect me
The memory of this still reminds me of you

Thursday, June 21, 2007

Elvis Presley:She loves me, she loves me not
She loves me, she loves me not
She loves me, she loves me, she loves me
The lady loves me and it shows
In spite of the way she turns up her nose
I'm her ideal, her hearts desire
Under that ice she's burning like fire
She'd like to cuddle up to me
She's playing hard to get
The lady loves me, but she doesn't know it yet

Ann-Margret:The gentleman has savoir-faire
As much as an elephant or a bear
I'd like to take him for a spin
Back to the zoo to visit his kin
He's got about as much appeal as a soggy cigarette
The lady loathes him but he doesn't know it yet

Elvis Presley:The lady's got a crush on me
Ann-Margret:The gentleman's crazy obviously

Elvis Presley:The lady's dying to be kissed
Ann-Margret:The gentleman needs a psychiatrist
I'd rather kiss a rattlesnake
Or play Russian roulette

Elvis Presley:The lady loves me, but she doesn't know it yet
Elvis Presley:She's falling fast she's on the skids

Ann-Margret:Both of his heads are flipping their lids
Elvis Presley:Tonight she'll hold me in her arms

Ann-Margret:I'd rather be holding hydrogen bombs
Will someone tell this Romeo
I'm not his Juliet

Elvis Presley:The lady loves me, but she doesn't know it yet
Elvis Presley:She wants me

Ann-Margret:Like poison ivy
Needs me
Ann-Margret:Like a hole in the head

Elvis Presley:Everyone can see she's got it bad
Ann-Margret:He's mad!
The gentleman is an egotist

Elvis Presley:I'm simply aware I'm hard to resist
Ann-Margret:He's one man I could learn to hate

Elvis Presley:How's about having dinner at eight?
Ann-Margret:I'd rather dine with Frankenstein
In a moonlight tete-a-tete

Elvis Presley:The lady loves me, but she doesn't know it yet
Elvis Presley:Oh yes she loves me

Ann-Margret:Dig that shrinking violet
Elvis Presley:Oh she really loves me

Ann-Margret:Here's one gal you'll never get
Elvcis Presley:She lo- lo- loves me

Ann-Margret:Would you like to make a bet?
Elvis Presley:I said the lady loves me

Ann-MargretyThe gentleman's all wet

- read Saby for Elvis

Tuesday, June 12, 2007







Loving VS Being in Love
http://www.whenrealityknocks.com/2006/03/06/loving-vs-being-in-love/






step out side, close the door, i guess i'll see you later on,even though i'll be gone,
this is where i still belong, can you tell by my demeanour i'm away, i can't waitand the only bus is way past late

it's not you, don't you see, if i don't leave now
i'll seal my fate cos we all want something greener there must be something greener...
all i wanted was to let it all outlet my hair down take a good look and see all i wanted was to show how i felt go a little mental, baby that's no big deal
small town, big dreams ... that's just me
i don't know, i don't care, if my curtains match my underwear
got the taste, i want more, it's the big bad world i'm starving for
if it's tough, then i'll be meaner
i can't breath it's like i'm half dead
i'm an ordinary weirdo in my head, not a freak
just a little lost and incomplete

can you tell by my demeanour, gotta find that girl have you seen her?
all i wanted was to let it all outlet my hair down take a good look and see
all i wanted was to show how i felt

go a little mental, baby that's no big deal small town, big dreams ... that's just me
so i gotta find out for my selfeven if it is my living hell

i gotta learn by my mistakes and prove that i wasn't crazy for believing that i might have what it takes



















































































































































































































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On loving some body - OSHO


In Love, Drop the Object

Beloved Osha,
Waiting for you to get well, there came a point where I wasn't waiting anymore for something - it simply became just waiting. Discovering the beauty and sweetness if it was so precious. Waiting needs no patience. It is like living in moonlight - a mysterious quiet joy, so nourishing and restful, becoming a womb connected with You in a circular flow if energy.

And just when I felt I couid go on waiting forever and ever - wondering if I was becoming too much if an Indian! - You shower on us again the gift of Your physical presence, the Roiden bright sunshine setting me cif1ame. again.

Beloved, beloved Master, can You ever be as happy with us as we are with You?

Puma, the experience has been immensely valuable.On the path of mystery, all objects are nothing but excuses - because you cannot wait without an object, without it being for something. The moment waiting is for something, it is desire; it is not waiting. And by its very nature, desire goes on becoming narrower.
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You love - the begining of love is a wider experience, because . love has not become· desire yet. You have not started to take your beloved for granted.

The calamity of marriage has not happened yet, you are still free to move in any direction. The other is not yet binding. The other is not yet a hell because there is no relationship yet. No promises are yet given, no decisions for tomorrow are yet taken. You are entirely satisfied with the moment.

When you are in love, who cares about the future, about a life beyond death? When you are in love, life is here at the very center of your love, but only before you commit the common fallacy of humanity. You love somebody but the love is not defined yet, is not reduced to law - you have not been to the marriage registrar's office, you have not been to any priest to destroy your love and give you a guarantee.You have not asked for tL~ guarantee yet - that's why you are free.

You have not asked the other person to be a certain way and only then you will love. Your love is still unconditional, you love the person as he or she is. Your love is not yet possessive.But soon that moment will come, and out of this beautiful experience of expansion of consciousness you will start being afraid to lose it..

Who knows about tomorrow?. The woman may turn away, the man may not recognize you.Basically, we are strangers. And all that we know about each other is arbitrary - the name, the address, the face, the beauty - becaus~ all these will be changing.Your beloved may have the most beautiful eyes and tomorrow, blindness is possible. Unless you have learned to love as the other is, the beautiful beginning,

the beautiful sunrise in your consciousness, will turn soon into a dark night of the soul.The same things that you used to love now create anger, now create hatred. The same things that you used to appreciate are now nothing but nagging....

The reception room was beautiful, and because of the beauty of the reception room you have entered a jail.But this is not the only possibility,. of lovingness turning into a narrow, ugly desire to dominate, to.PoSS(~SS, to be jealous of. If this were all, no intelligent;person would have tolerated life for a single moment.For the intelligent person, suicide would have been the only way out.But it is not so - became there is an alternative.

Love can become too much concentrated on the object, the beloved. And this is the misery; then you become dependent and nobody loves dependence.The alternative is that love does not become addressed to a single person or a single object, but takes a diametrically opposite dimension - not towards the object but towards one's own subjectivity.- One becomes love.

I t is not a question of loving someone, of being in love with someone. It is simply a transformation of your consciousness: love is your fragranoe. It has nothing to do with anybody else in the world.

That's what happened, Puma, when you were waiting and waiting for me.A moment is bound to come - if you are silent, joyous, trusting - when waiting can become a depth in your soul. And because you are not waitingjor something or someone, you are the waiting - a silent watchfulness. And because you are not concerned with anything particular, objective, then everything that happens feels as if you were waiting for this.
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And your conclusion has a certain validity, too. But you are not looking at things right side up; you are 'looking at things upside down.

My love.is just like the light - it is neither more for somebody nor less for somebody. But stiliJor the blind man it will not exist. For the one who cannot see properly, it will be dim. And for one who can see with a clarity iLwili have a different intensity.I t is the same light, but it will depend how much you l'an receive.I f you are totally open, you can receive it all.And because it is not a quantity - it is pure quality;hencc indivisible -

I can give you my whole heart without having any trouble in giving my whole heart to many other people. Because it is not mathematics, such that I have given the whole heart to one person and now what am I doing? -I·am finished! _

That is not my !"xperience. I have always given my \vhol{' h!"art, because I am lazy. Who bothers to cut one's own heart into pieces? And then to give in a miserly way, pieccs, ... and those pieces will be dead.The heart is alive only in its totality, in its organic unity. But the trouble is in your wrong conditioning.

I can give to the whole world, to each single individual, my whole heart - and still my whole heart remains with me to be given to any newcomer. Because newcomers are always coming!Y all may not be able to understand many things about what the situation is when you are love. For example, when you are love, your love cannot be hot.And in this world, people want hot love. Hot dogs to eat and hot ]ovc to mjoy, and their paradis!" is compl!"te!Mv love is neith!"r hot nor cold. It is cool.U~]!"ss you become very calm and cool, you will not be able to un(lt-rstand it.
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You have known only the hot love - an? remember, the danger with the hot love is that sooner or later it is going to become cool. Everything hot is bOlilld to become cool sooner or later, and the fmal end is that it will qecome cold.

You cannot prevent it, it is a natural process. So each hot love turns into hot hate. But you are accustomed to hot - either frien
To understand it, you will have come to the same temperature.And cool love is not only love, it is much more.Because of its coolness, it is meditation, it is silence, it is serenity, it is tranquillity, it is centering. It is not a small phenomenon.I love you more than you can ever be loved.But my love and your experience of love are so different that you will have to change gear.

This is what happened while you were waiting. You waited one day, two days, three days.... And I was sending messages: "Within one or two days I will be starting...." You know I am crazy, I have my own ways of working.I would not have started speaking. It is because of Oarshan, Bhadra and Hansa. I was not seeing people for the .simple reason that I find it impossible to say no to anything. And when Hansa recited a small piece of Urdu poetry, which means "I don't have any complaint. As it is, I am happy; I don't have any complaint.

But life without you is not life at all. ... " It was impossible to say no.So I said to them, "Inform my people that I will start speaking today. Rather than saying no to you, I can stop again!" I have my ways - and this time I will not allow Bhadra, Hansa and Oarshan to see me!
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But this is significant to understand: whether I am speaking or not speaking, whether I am seeing you or not seeing you, if you can be here feeling the invisible presencc, that is more than can be expected of human ~)dngs. And that is the golden key.

And in what situation you will wake up nobody knows. Everybc)dy is asleep for different reasons and necds different situations to wake up.Perhaps it helped Puma greatly. She was waiting one day, the next day.... Naturally when you have to wait too long, waiting becomes not an excitement but a settled state. She settled with waiting.

She forgot even what she was waiting for. This is the moment when cnergy starts turning inwards. And to shower in your own energy is the greatest ecstatic expericnce available to man.

But the second part of her question... she will have to learn a little more, to experience a little morc ahout love - object-less love; love not as a relationship but as a state of being. Then she will be surprised: it is cool, not hot. It is non-possessive, it is non-jealous, it has no conscious or unconscious desire to dominate the othcr.

True love is not a beggar; it does not ask you "love me." True love shares its whole being, its whole joy, all the songs, all the flowers, all the stars. It is a celebration.And you are not obliged - true love is alw.ays obliged that you participated in the celebration, that "You allowed my love an entry into your being," that ",You trusted me so much that I am grateful."

I know you love me.But I would like you to rise higher, because right now you are just walking on the ground, the lowest rung of the ladder.And you have' the capacity to take off into the skysky beyond skies.
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You can reach to the very climax of existence and its . beauty, its truth, its eternity, its deathlessness.Wrat has happened to you, Puma, continue it In other realms, jo: other directions.

In love, drcp the objccf In meditation, don't meditate upon somebody or something - drop t1w object.All over the world, whenever you tell people to meditate, they immediatf'ly ask, "On what?" because verbally, meditation is ~ction, activitv. On what has one to meditate'? .

Meditation begins only when there is nothing to meditate upon, when there is simply consciousnessyou are aware - but you are not concentrating on anything.Concentration is a kind of imprisonment. And all our educational programs around the world are teaching people to concentrate.A man like J\,dolf Hitler creates concentration camps to kill people - his concentration camps are crude and primitive.

All the religions have created concentration camps for you, but they are psychological. They have created a certain prison inside your mind. You cannot go out Qf it because wherever you go, it is always within you. You cannot run; howsoever fast you run, it is always with you.

A Sufi story IS....A man was very much afraid of darkness; he had a paranoia. He w.as also afraid of aloneness - these two things are always found together. The man who is afraid of darkness will necessarily be afraid of .aloneness, and viCe-versa. Because darkness gives you a feeling of aloneness in a vast universe. It may. be populated with nine hundred billion people, but in darkness you are alone.
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As you start a revolution in you, transforming love from' objects and pouring it into your own source, you will be absolutely mystified - coming to know that you have so much love that you can bless the whole world.But your love will be more like compassion, cool, more like friendliness.

Your love will be free from its biological, hormonal, chemical past. For the first time it will be beyond matter. For the first time you will not be forced by some blind forces in nature - you will decide.

And when you have so much to give, and when you discover that the more you give, the more you have it, then love is no longer a relationship but a pure sharing, with no desire of gaining anything in return.

Love has gone beyond the world of the marketplace;it'is no longer business. It is fOf the first time pure play, leela, But about the second part of your question: your love is certainly hotter. And you know, I don't like heat!You can see,.. two air conditioners!You will have to experience a higher and more refined, more purified energy.

Only then you can:understand whether I love you more or you love me.more. Right now it can be said that you love me more.My love is simply love - neither more nor less. I cannot figure out how to love less. I have tried! - but I am ashamed to say to you that I have failed continuously for mv whole life.

I have not been able to love less and/neither can I love more. 'More' and 'less' are words that don't belong to the spiritual realm. They belong to. the world of matter.The English word 'matter' is from a Sanskrit root, matra. It means "that which can be measured." From the same root, matra comes the French word metre.That which can be measured is not my love.That which cannot be measured, that which cannot be more or less, that which is just for you to share....
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Because this whole existence is made of the stuff called love. As you understand your reality, you have understood in mini

The whole existence becomes your beloved.- the trees dancing in the wind and the sun, the clouds moving in the sky, a beautiful sunset....Once you understand that you are part, an intrinsic part of this loving existence, this constantly rejoicing existence, you will drop all boundaries and all limitations on your love, on your intelligence. .

You will be reborn - reborn as a Gautam Buddha, a fully awakened consciousness.Your experience has directed you towards a right source. Just follow it - with ease, with relaxedness.Much more, so much more that you cannot imagine?is going to shower on you. .. roses and roses and roses. .

Saturday, June 09, 2007

Brian: Remember when
We never needed each other
The best of friends
Like sister and brother
We understood
We'd never be
Alone

Howie: Those days are gone
Now I want you so much
The night is long
And I need your touch
Don't know what to say
Never meant to feel this way
Don't wanna be alone tonight

All (Chorus): What can I do to make you mine
Falling so hard, so fast this time
What did I say, what did you do
How did I fall in love with you

Brian: I hear your voice
And I start to tremble
Brings back the child
That I resemble

Howie: I cannot pretend
That we can still be friends
Don't wanna be alone tonight

All (Chorus): What can I do to make you mine
Falling so hard, so fast this time
What did I say, what did you do
How did I fall in love with you

Brian: I wanna say this right
And it has to be tonight
Just need you to know

Howie: I don't wanna live this lie
I don't wanna say goodbye
With you I wanna spend the rest of my life

All (Chorus): What can I do to make you mine
Falling so hard, so fast this time
What did I say, what did you do
How did I fall in love with you
What can I do to make you mine
Falling so hard, so fast this time

Howie: Everything's changed, we never knew
How did I fall in love with you

Friday, June 08, 2007

I give her all my love
That's all I do

And if you saw my love
You'd love her too
I love her

She gives me ev'rything
And tenderly

The kiss my lover brings
She brings to me
And I love her

A love like ours
Could never die
As long as I Have you near me

Bright are the stars that shine
Dark is the sky
I know this love of mine
Will never die
And I love her

Bright are the stars that shine
Dark is the sky
I know this love of mine
Will never die


And I love her

Saturday, June 02, 2007

It's the fallin' in lovethat's making me high
it's the being in love that make me cry, cry, cry

You got me fallin' in love
got me fallin' in love

You're not like anybody I ever knew
But that don't mean that I don't know where we are

And though I find myself attracted to you
This time I'm trying not to go too far,
cause No matter how it starts it ends the same
Someone's always doing someone more
Trading in the passion for that taste of pain

It's only gonna happen again
It's the fallin' in love that's makin' me high
It's the being in love that makes me cry cry cry

It's the fallin' in love that's makin' me high
It's the being in love that makes me cry cry cry

All night... all night
And though I'm trying not to look in your eyes
Each time I do they kind of burn right through me

Now we're just a web of mystery
A possibility of more to come

I'd rather leave the fantasy of what might be
But here I go falling again

It's the fallin' in love that's makin' me high
It's the being in love that makes me cry cry cry

It's the fallin' in love that's makin' me high
It's the being in love that makes me cry cry cry

It's the fallin' in love that's makin' me high
It's the being in love that makes me cry cry cry

It's the fallin' in love that's makin' me high
It's the being in love that makes me cry cry cry

Over you... over you (all night)
It's the fallin' in love that's makin' me high
It's the being in love that makes me cry cry cry
It's the fallin' in love that's makin' me high

It's the being in love that makes me cry cry cry
All night... all night

A monument of love

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I never wrote you a love song somehow words could not express what I needed to say and so I never wrote you a love song
But I will build this monument to remember all the love we once had and I'll close my eyes and make it how it used to be
I swear I never stopped loving you with everything I am
I wish that I'd had written you a love song and somehow you understood what it feels to be me becuase the Angel loves the sprite forever and does it unconditionally
But I will build this monument to remember all the love we once had and I'll close my eyes and make it how it used to be
I swear I never stopped loving you with everything I am
I met a lady in the meads Full beautiful --- a faery's child; Her hair was long, her foot was light, And her eyes were wild. I made a garland for her head, And bracelets too, and fragrant zone; She look'd at me as she did love, And made sweet moan. I set her on my pacing steed, And nothing else saw all day long; For sideways would she lean, and sing A faery's song.
She found me roots of relish sweet, And honey wild, and manna dew; And sure in language strange she said, 'I love thee true.' She took me to her elfin grot, And there she wept and sighed full sore, And there I shut her wild wild eyes
With kisses four. And there she lulled me asleep, And there I dream'd
The latest dream I ever dreamt On the cold hill side. I saw pale kings, and princes too, Pale warriors, death-pale were they all; They cried --- 'La Belle Dame sans Merci Hath thee in thrall!' I saw their starved lips in the gloam With horrid warning gaped wide, And I awoke, and found me here On the cold hill side.
And this is why I sojourn here, Alone and palely loitering; Though the sedge is wither'd from the lake,
And no birds sing.
You can dance-every dance with the guy
Who gives you the eye,
let him hold you tight

You can smile-every smile for the man
Who held your hand neath the pale moon light
But don't forget who's takin' you home
And in whose arms you're gonna be

So darlin' save the last dance for me
Oh I know that the music's fine
Like sparklin' wine,
go and have your fun
Laugh and sing,but while we're apart
Don't give your heart to anyone
But don't forget who's takin' you home
And in whose arms you're gonna be

So darlin' save the last dance for me
Baby don't you know I love you so
Can't you feel it when we touch
I will never never let you go
I love you oh so much

You can dance,go and carry on
Till the night is gone
And it's time to go
If he asks if you're all alone
Can he walk you home,you must tell him no

'Cause don't forget who's taking you home
And in whose arms you're gonna be

Save the last dance for me
'Cause don't forget who's taking you home
And in whose arms you're gonna be

So darling,save the last dance for me
Save the last dance for me

Save the last dance for me.
Boy: Now I've had the time of my life
No I never felt like this before
Yes I swear it's the truth
and I owe it all to you

Girl: 'Cause I've had the time of my life
and I owe it all to you

Boy: I've been waiting for so long
Now I've finally found someone
To stand by me

Girl: We saw the writing on the wall
As we felt this magical fantasy

Both: Now with passion in our eyes
There's no way we could disguise it secretly
So we take each other's hand
'Cause we seem to understand the urgency

Boy: just remember
Girl: You're the one thing

Boy: I can't get enough of
Girl: So I'll tell you something

Both:This could be love because(CHORUS)
Both: I've had the time of my life
No I never felt this way before
Yes I swear it's the truth
And I owe it all to you
'Cause I've had the time of my life
And I've searched through every open door
'Til I found the truth
And I owe it all to you

Girl: With my body and soul
I want you more than you'll ever know
Boy: So we'll just let it go
Don't be afraid to lose control

Girl: Yes I know whats on your mind
When you say:"Stay with me tonight."

Boy: Just remember
You're the one thing

Girl: I can't get enough of
Boy: So I'll tell you something

Both: This could be love because(CHORUS)
Both: 'Cause I had the time of my life
No I've never felt this way before
Yes I swear it's the truth
And I owe it all to you
'Cause I've had the time of my life
And I've searched through every open door
Till I found the truth
and I owe it all to you

*Instrumental*
Boy: Now I've had the time of my life
No I never felt this way before
(Girl: Never Felt this way)

Boy: Yes I swear it's the truth
and I owe it all to you

Both: 'Cause I had the time of my life
And I've searched through every open door
Till I've found the truth
and I owe it all to you

Both: "cause I've had the time of my life
No I've never felt this way before
Yes I swear it's the truth

And I owe it all to you

Friday, June 01, 2007