The Tennessee Waltz - Redd Stewart 1946- Lyrics in my Mind

I was dancing with my darlin' to the Tennessee Waltz
When an old friend I happened to see.
Introduced him to my loved one and while they were dancing,
My friend stole my sweetheart from me.
I remember the night and the Tennessee Waltz.
Now I know just how much I have lost.
Yes I lost my little darlin' the night they were playing
The beautiful Tennessee Waltz.

It Brings a Tear - Ray Charles 1955

It brings a tear, Into my eyes,
When I begin,
To realize,I've cried so much,
Since you've been gone,
I guess I'm drowning in my own tears,
I sit and cry,
Just like a child
My pouring tears
Are runnin' wild If you don't think
You'll be home soon I guess I'll drown in my own tears
I know it's true
Into each life Some rain,
Rain must pour, I'm so blue
Here without you It keeps raining More and more
Why don't you Come on home
Oh yes so I won't Be all alone
If you don't think You'll be home soon
I guess I'll drown in my own tears
Ooh, don't let me drown in my own tears
When I'm in trouble, baby drown in my own tears
Oh, yeah, baby don't let me drown in my own tears
I guess I'll drown in my own tears
Oh, mmmmm.

New Years Resolution

To get a wedding planner,
No sir, its the truth. no kidding, .. no really... damn,i'm serious.
6th April 2008, you are cordially invited to a matrimonial reunion between E and M bla bla and bla.

The Enemy Within

On crack of dawn, when the dew was fresh
While the lark was still to sing to the nightingale
When the moon was romantically seducing the night
The stars were sparkling in warm summer breeze
My head rested on a safe key and lock
My dreams reality were on words of principles
They said
Where there are great riches, there are also many to eat them.
And what doth it profit the owner?
But that he seeth the riches with his eyes?
A minute ago he said
You are the enemy within yourself
You will give your shirt and remain bare
For him to be warm,
Now I feel complete with the enemy within.

History Made

Last evening while i minding my business
I heard a knock on my door
I didnt bother with it for no soul was expected
I answered lest I be rude
alas..
I opened the door to a dark angelic relic
.. The rest is history

Looking lost for words

I want to speak to the girl in the flowing gown
The girl wearing the long African earthy brown dress
The girl who stand at the taxi rank
The girl who melts of innocence
Honesty and loveliness
I want to speak to her alone
Looking lost for words
With words written all over her face
and mine..
The girl with the most beautiful eyes
The girl with that genuine warm smile
I want to speak about her to her now
Do not hold me back little snake
Venom spewing in your quiver
Fangs raised to destroy and banish
I’m talking of the same girl standing at the taxi rank
She is venomous and sultry and beautiful and ugly
Her overflowing sultry silhouettes her truth
I want to speak to her about her intimately
I want to speak of that girl that made white her color
Snow flakes and dandruffs on an old rag
Herself only knows why old rags cleans best
Would you tell me?
Is she listening?
Miss, would you blend in yourself?
Girl would you turn around?
Cherry..Can I have a word with you?

Siesta with Marie

Today,
While on too much time on my hands
I found the right place to lay my head
Without a care in hell or even heaven
What would be of me if I didn’t rise up
Between the hallucinations and bunny naps
I found myself in a whole new world
A world where I could see but not be seen
A world where I could touch but not be touched
A world where I could have power

I rose up and found that it was not real
I rose up and found that I need this world
I rose up and found that I needed to be touched
I rose up and found that I don’t need power over anyone
I rose up and found her breathing fire gently on my bare skin
I rose up and whispered to her, I Love you,
I guess that’s why I have no more time on my hands.
But a gentle fire breathing dragon on my hands.
But a gentle fire breathing dragon that I Love