Thursday, December 11, 2008

I WANT SOME, BABY

I want some, baby
Morning, noon and night
I want some, baby
I may or may not bite

I want some, baby
Please do not say no
I want some, baby
Say yes and make it so

I want some, baby
Girl, don't make me beg
I want some, baby
And don't you dare renege

I want some, baby
You are a perfect 10
I want some, baby
So let this thing begin

I want some, baby
Your love is quite a find
I want some, baby
Allow me to blow your mind

I want some, baby
Please don't misconstrue
I want some, baby
I know just what to do

I want some, baby
Wanna kiss you front to back
I want some, baby
You can be my midnight snack

I want some, baby
You'll love what I have in store
Problem is once I get some, baby
I always want some more!

Monday, December 24, 2007

NOBODY'S FOOL BUT YOURS

Baby, can I ask you somethin'...

What the hell are you doing to me?

Don't play like you don't know
You come around & say hello
As if you have no agenda

You say "what?"
I say "yeah, right!"
You are so subtle with your obviousness
But obvious nonetheless

It's pitiful how much I love you
I find myself yelling those 3 words
At strange times
A song comes on
A scene in a movie
Even eyeing a bouquet of flowers can trigger it

I don't even need to say I love you
'Cause my eyes, my ears, my nose, my tongue, my hands
They say it to you all the time
Don't fuck with me, girl
Wait a minute - okay...
You can fuck with me a little bit
But don't tell nobody
Don't tell 'em you got me wrapped around your little finger
I'm nobody's fool but yours

So back to the top...
What the hell are you doing to me?
You know what? It don't matter
We both know what's up, and I don't mind
But just one request:
Let's keep it to ourselves, okay?

Sunday, December 23, 2007

I CAN'T GO BACK

I can't go back - I can't go back


I cannot return to where there is lack


I cannot return to what was employed


For what exists now is a colorless void


For what exists now no longer sustains


It keeps me from growing into what my soul ordains


It keeps me from growing and finding my voice


So that I can speak up and be free with my choice


I must speak up so I might be heard


And follow my conscience lest my spirit be stirred


Following my conscience whether right or wrong


I must play these notes and write this song


I must play these notes - even if I'm off key


You may not care for my music, but it matters to me


You may not care for my music - but there are some that do


And as long as I have breath, treat it like it's brand new


And as long as I have breath, I'm gonna keep on givin'


Like Mr. Freeman said, "git busy dyin' or git busy livin' "


I can't go back - I can't go back


I cannot return to where there is lack


Where a chip turns into a crack


Where resentment would stack


Where my star would fade to black


I can't go back

Monday, December 17, 2007

MY LOVE...

If you took my love and rolled it out
It would reach further than the eye can see
If my love were a river it would overflow its banks
And wash us both out to sea


If fashioned into a solid mass
My love would be dense and unyielding
If you packed it into a room
My love would touch the ceiling


If my love was a well and dropped in it a coin
You'd never hear it hit bottom
If my love were a thief, he'd never get caught
He would never hear the words "got him"


If my love were a majestic eagle
Its wings would never tire
It would perch upon the tallest mountain,
Then proceed to fly even higher


If my love were a fortress
It would never be breached
If my love were a star
It would never be reached


If my love were an actor
It would achieve great fame
If my love were a person
It would call out your name


My love is a gift
As priceless as I could do
My love is your love
Because it belongs to you

Saturday, November 24, 2007

IN A NUTSHELL

You know
That I love you
I know
That you love me
And for that, I am grateful
But love doesn't automatically mean forever
And you cannot have forever without love
Separate entities, dependent on one another for their ultimate survival
But I digress
I'm afraid once you get to really know me
You will discover that
I am flawed
My dimples don't always show
I don't always smell great
And I don't have all the answers
I know what I know
And that's it
But I know you know that
But because I've learned so much from you
I remain hopeful
You are so wise
I find that you are just as deep as me
No...deeper!
I so want to see life through your eyes
I bet the colors are just spectacular
And despite all you've heard
Youre still here
I have yet to scare you off
And you haven't run away
Why?
Because...
You know
That I love you
I know
That you love me
And that's it...
In a nutshell

Saturday, November 10, 2007

IN OTHER WORDS...

I want
I want to be
I want to be important
I want to be important to someone
I want to be important to someone who doesn't care
I want to be important to someone who doesn't care
about importance

I want to be important to someone who doesn't care
about importance of political correctness

In other words...

I don't want
I don't want to be
I don't want to be important
I don't want to be important to someone
I don't want to be important to someone who needs
I don't want to be important to someone who needs permission
I don't want to be important to someone who needs permission
to have

I don't want to be important to someone who needs permission
to have an opinion

In other words...

I don't want to be right because you're tired
And I don't want to be wrong because your friends say so
You've got guns - and you should stick to 'em
But just because you got 'em
Doesn't give you the right to blast me
This ain't the wild, wild west
And I'm not the new sheriff in town

In other words...

I'm out

Peace

Thursday, November 8, 2007

THE LAST TIME

I don't know when the last time will arrive
That the sound of your name will make my senses come alive

And I surely don't know when the last time will come
When you say that I'm clever when I often feel dumb

Don't know the last time I'll hear your sweet laughter
Sounding like rain falling until the morning after

And speaking of rain, as drops pelt the ground
Is when I will truly miss having you around

As much as I hate it, there will be the last time
That I hear your passionnate words set so perfectly to rhyme

I really don't know which one I'll miss more
The last time you walk into or walk out of my door

I'll miss looking across the room and catching your glance
I'll miss the last time that I see you dance

Graceful as a swan...beautiful as a dove
I'll miss the last time that we make love

The last time I'll caress the curve of your hips
The last time I feel the warmth of your lips

The last time I hear you say hello and hear your last goodbye
When will the last time be that I see you cry

There will be a last time - don't know how or when
That I won't be able to experience you again

There will be a last time - don't know when or how
But until that last time comes, I choose to love you now