Ain't no sunshine. (Bill Withers favourite version)
Hallelujah I love her so.
Signed sealed delivered.
Superstition.
Will you still love me tomorrow?
Rehab
In the Still of the Night
Amazing Grace
Mercedes Benz
Satisfaction
Papa was a rolling stone
Hallelujah.
Cry me a river
Round midnight
It don't mean a thing.
Miss Otis regrets.
Funny face.
Black coffee
I belong to you (Lenny Kravitz)
Poor poetry composed on the spur of the moment Intended to relieve my feelings. Silly songs written at the height of my musings Requiring no pressures of thinking.
Saturday, January 21, 2012
Ain't nobody ever gonna ask those questions
That you just waitin' and waitin' to say
That your answer just came to you now
And you just wanna get it out the way.
All those reasons you didn't do somethin'
Cuz you just couldn't find energy
Cuz you had no one to try it out with
Cuz you really had few opportunities.
Ain't nobody ever gonna pry into your feelings
When you stop making songs in the car
When you stop writing poetry
When you stop.
Just remember this before you look back and wish you'd had a better life.
It's on you.
That you just waitin' and waitin' to say
That your answer just came to you now
And you just wanna get it out the way.
All those reasons you didn't do somethin'
Cuz you just couldn't find energy
Cuz you had no one to try it out with
Cuz you really had few opportunities.
Ain't nobody ever gonna pry into your feelings
When you stop making songs in the car
When you stop writing poetry
When you stop.
Just remember this before you look back and wish you'd had a better life.
It's on you.
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