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my heart just wants to fall in love
i keep telling it no but it won't listen just like a child
who runs out on the road
cars flying past i get so worried
don't hurt it
but what to do
it knows i'm a fool
it trusts everything
but is that so bad?
its young and its free
to believe anything
it just wants to sing
and lay in some warm loving arms do do do do do do
my heart just wants to fall in love
i keep telling it no but it thinks i'm silly, silly billy
mama you've got to let it go
it'll do just what it likes, so you better, better let her
fly to the moon
skip through the stars
picnic on mars
on sweets and champagne
grateful will she
be for the key
to live out her dreams
of kisses and warm loving arms mmmmmm
my heart just wants to fall in love
i keep telling it no but it won't listen won't listen
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if we can't be together
03:26
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if we can't be together it will be very hard
i cried so much last night just thinking about what we'd miss out on
if we could only try to push out thru another storm
do you think we'd find a beach somewhere to lay upon
cause there'd be sun
and mornings full of kisses scattered everywhere
and we'd remember what it was like when we first met
before our silly heads had to decide
don't say its too far gone to give another try
we've made mistakes which now are clearer from the other side
we forgot that we are people not just pawns of life
and paying bills is nothing compared with making the other smile
cause we've had fun
on long forgotten evenings before we had a care
and we both always wanted the other person there
to show them all the wonders we had found
there was sun
and mornings full of kisses scattered everywhere
and late for work i'd tumble out with tousled hair
wishing off the hours to come back home
if we can't be together it will be very hard
i cried so much last night just thinking about what we'd miss out on
if we could only try to push out thru another storm
do you think we'd find a beach somewhere to lay upon
in the sun
with mornings full of kisses scattered everywhere
and we'd remember what it was like when we first met
before our silly heads had to decide
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piles of clothes piling high
i have no idea why
millions of letters on the ground
i don't know what i have done
somewhere wrestled in a dream
i find a make believe scene
making believe it is true
i came close to you
you come in from the longest night
and i will soothe your tired ears
the soft sound of a sleeping child
the warm breath of a mother dear
now i think that it is true
and i dream all day of you
lay in the bath my head in clouds
drowning in this love of ours
i pull the women from your hair
i wipe the worries from your brow
take all the noises from the air
you don't have to worry now
you come in from the longest night
and i will soothe your tired ears
the soft sound of a sleeping child
the warm breath of a mother dear
you'll lay your head beside me
and dream of dreams we both can see
white washed walls in summer light
golden hours after night
an all around we'll keep the quiet
flowers on the window sill
you turn to me and kiss my eyes
i love you and i always will
i wish i wish i wish it true
i wish one day i'd be with you
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4. |
hands off my lover
02:50
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aint you sweet
02:53
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new born child
endless prize
ain't you sweet
aint you sweet
tiny fingers
tiny whispers
breathlessly
breathlessly
made from loving
made from life
aint you sweet
aint you sweet
see you crying
here you sighing
aint you sweet
aint you sweet
came from nothing
you are something
else indeed
your my need
holy water
undiscovered
aint you sweet
aint you sweet
just when i was down on myself
just when i was almost over
just when i was turning over
there you go and show your face
do do do
precious child
water sign
aint you sweet
aint you sweet
sleepy smile
god inside
amazingly
faithfully
small and humble
peace and quiet
aint you sweet
aint you sweet
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you were so fine
02:50
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already cut to the bone
waking up feeling like stone
lying to make you feel better
is something i know is wrong
its harder i feel so alone
with someone i used to call home
we're breaking our backs for each other
while knowing the tide is gone
and you were so fine
but my love is dearer
and beauty is blind
but i can see clearer
and so comes the time for goodbye
i'm sorry
making up reasons to keep
trailing this ghost in my sleep
tired of all that is over
i'm hoping you understand
straight up i'll say what i mean
its hard though i live in a dream
but actions are louder than poems
i'm taking off again
and you were so fine
but my love is dearer
and beauty is blind
but i can see clearer
and so comes the time for goodbye
i'm sorry
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7. |
endless joke
02:51
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its an endless joke
why do i always have to go home to myself
and whisper sweet nothings for noone to hear
i sit on the floor and i stare at the sky
i see the moon and i wish i could try
to imagine somebody else down the line
picking it up hearing me cry
i hear the voice but i can't see his face
i imagine him here lying in that place
his name fails me, have i met him before?
but i know iknow i know that he's mine
its not really so bad
in this silence
my pencil scratches on the paper
the words that i think
and i know you'l hear this one day
you'll hear what i say and go hey
she was talking about me
and i hadn't noticed her yet
how did she see what we were to be
but then you'll be holding
me in your arms
and we'll be there laughing
that we knew it all along
how we were once both all alone
lost and lonely looking for home
but we knew we knew we knew
it was there all the time
but i'm back now in this empty room
and i sigh becuase your still so far away
so i'll drink a glass of wine
and eat weetbix for tea
fall asleep on the seat in front of the tv
and know know know
you are waiting somewhere out there
for me
for me
for me
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just the same
02:56
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see you soon
01:48
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the phone rings on a sunday morn
hello how are you? i'm fine
hows that place treating you
its alright most of the time
but the nights are lonely now
can't even go out somehow
i lock myself into my room
and wish that i could see you soon
a letter lands on my doorstep
when i read it i think i'm no longer alone
i miss you, i love you you know
so when are you coming back home?
and my eyes fill up with clouds
i wish i was there right now
but you know i've gotta catch that moon
i hope i still can see you soon
believe in me, swear i 'll never let you down
i'll get what i want, i only wanna make you proud
have faith in me please, can you do this for
cause its all that i need.
mm
ya da da
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kings cross song
03:14
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6am, hello dear diary
i wish he was hear with me
to look at the sun
cafe 8, breakfast in bed again
if bed was a pelican, following you
and i was waiting for the bus
i was waiting for the bus to come and take me away
and if you wanted me near you'd say wanted me hear
and i would surely have stayed
12 oclock, walking bayswater road
my shoes are getting old
there losing their soles
3pm, wishing of you again
like some old mother hen
with comfortable dreams
and i was waiting for the bus
i was waiting for the bus to come and take me away
and if you wanted me near you'd say wanted me hear
and i would surely have stayed
tennis tennis tennis is for people
who like playing games
but i'm sorry, i'll always let you win
8am, hello dear diary
i wish he was here with me
to look at the sun
work at 9 again
why can't it ever be
just like in a movie
say where is the love
and i was waiting for the bus
i was waiting for the bus to come and take me away
and if you wanted me near you'd say wanted me hear
and i would surely have stayed
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i'm sorry if i cried
02:24
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i'm sorry if i cried but
i was disillusioned by
the fact you didn't wait you see
the fact you didn't wait for me
no matter what city i went thru
it was you that i looked forward to
so if the times were bad
you were the best thought that i had
now i see you every day
i can't take it i can't stay
i keep thinking you'll turn around and smile
but you let me down
what can i do how can i feel
still my love you always steal
a little push a little tug
still my heart begins to thud
i'm sorry if i cried but
i was disillusioned by..
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12. |
runaway to china
02:00
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i feel so dumb i'm such a fool
worse than falling off a stool
as if i could ever be cool
i think i'll runaway to china
why is it when i try to speak
my vocal chords turn all weak
all that sounds is a little squeak
i think i'll run away to china
i'll live up on a mountainside
in a cottage made for one
play solitaire for fun and win at scrabble
no one there to laugh at me
when i get it wrong
i'll play my little song
no one to anger
i always put my foot in it
i try real hard but i can't fit
i walk thru life a great big twit
i think i'll runaway to china
why must i hang my head in shame
originalitys to blame
do i really have to be the same
i think i'll runaway to china
i'll live up on a mountainside
in a cottage made for one
play solitaire for fun and win at scrabble
no one there to laugh at me
when i get it wrong
i'll play my little song
no one to anger
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hundred degrees
03:32
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do you look at me
creeping thru my eyes so secretly
running thru my head
ticking off my thoughts in read
it's a hundred degrees in the pouring rain
i'm never going feel this way again
so take me out in the wind
blow away my pain
out and let me swim in the pouring rain
sudden starts the storm
in the darkness hides the breaking dawn
don't know where i am
but i'm coming round again
it's a hundred degrees in the pouring rain
i'm never going feel this way again
so take me out in the wind
blow away my pain
out and let me swim in the pouring rain
oh oh oh
going round the bend
raving madness driving to the end
pull into a spin
burning out the fire within
it's a hundred degrees in the pouring rain
i'm never going feel this way again
so take me out in the way
blow away my pain
out and let me swim in the pouring rain
shivers in my feet
battling the morning heat
open up the blind
letting in the light
it's a hundred degrees in the pouring rain
it's a hundred degrees in the pouring rain
it's a hundred degrees in the pouring rain
it's a hundred degrees in the pouring rain
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selfish one
02:51
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if it's my way i'm the selfish one,
i won't bother you another day
i won't ask for love i promise i'll leave you alone
if it's my way i'm the selfish one
i won't ask from you anything
i won't take from you anything
i won't ask for love or event the way to get home
so does everybody
have the same old worry
try to please themselves
and everybody else
giving half you can
never enough for them
give it all, and i always lose who i am
i'm feeling sick from these angry words
don't take me down with what you say
don't speak to me, i'll bury myself anyway
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10 reasons
02:35
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they gave me ten reasons, ten reasons each why they loved each other
they both sat to think letting words tumble out
and some were first thoughts
some were to please
some were from friends
do you remember what you told me about him
you said you liked his arms
and he says he likes the way that you talked
and she smiles too much when they speak on the phone
and he sits proudly watching her cross the room
one way ticket
leaving alone
they caught each other and found a new home
they gave me ten reasons, ten reasons each why they loved each other
and here they are standing with light in their eyes
lost in there thoughts
being together
both unaware
that we see it too
we were taught when we were young
don't worry sweetheart one day it'll come
you'll find a love as rare as a pearl
even in waters half way cross the world
one way ticket
leaving alone
they caught each other and found a new home
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mr accidental
04:45
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MISTER ACCIDENTAL
its been ages since i sat on the beach and cried but i its been ages since i sat on the beach and cried but i
drove down there last night
turned off the lights turned up the radio
and sang the saddest song i know
to the hanging moon and its catching star
so near yet so far
hey mister accidental you accidently made me fall hey mister accidental you accidently made me fall
all i did was take off your hat and shoes and you’ve taken off with my heart all i did was take off your hat and shoes and you’ve taken off with my heart
i’ve got way too many things to do
than sit around and think of you
i’ve made a list and i’ll follow through
in the distracting moments i’ll unglue
my eyes from thoughts of your gaze
my life from this stupid maze
of throwing my heart up till it sticks
there’s much more important things than this
hey mister accidental you accidently made me fall hey mister accidental you accidently made me fall
all i did was take off your hat and shoes and you’ve taken off with my heart all i did was take off your hat and shoes and you’ve taken off with my heart
hey mister accidental you accidently made me cry hey mister accidental you accidently made me cry
it was so lovely to meet you, lay in your arms and sigh it was so lovely to meet you, lay in your arms and sigh
whoa, yeah, yeah
i’ve played this song a hundred times
written over all the spare paper i could fi nd i
sat on the end of my bed and cried
looked out at the moon and asked it why
looking in my pocket for spare change
hoping to see you again
mister accidental
hey mister...
hey mister accidental you accidently made me fall hey mister accidental you accidently made me fall
all i did was take off your hat and shoes and you’ve taken off with my heart all i did was take off your hat and shoes and you’ve taken off with my heart
hey mister accidental you accidently made me cry hey mister accidental you accidently made me cry
it was so lovely to meet you, lay in your arms and sigh it was so lovely to meet you, lay in your arms and sigh
do you know how sweet you really are
know your lips divine
i’d drink water everyday if you could be my wine
hey mister accidental
say you’ll come back soon
make up your mind be mine
is much to ask of you...
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AFTERNOON
The afternoon where I sit is coloured yellow.
The afternoon where I sit is coloured green.
The school bus on dirt rumbles up Tantawangalo Mountain road.
I bathe in the light of a computer screen.
The geese don't come in yet, they don't go to bed till seven.
In the meeting, I pretended to take some notes.
I've still got some work to do out in the garden.
Really, I was writing poems on my phone.
I sit at the table instead of putting clothes away.
Now I need to see if I can remember what was said.
I lazily eye the ceiling where a fly tries to escape.
It's never that important in the end.
From here, halfway up the hill, the clouds look like those in Chinese paintings.
I should try to concentrate on this email to my boss.
I'm too shy to tell you of the thoughts that I've been having.
I don't have time for any other thoughts.
This is my quiet time before the sensible evening brings
How I wish I could get lost in poetry and dreams!
cockatoos squawking, cooking, folding and stories.
Poets know exactly where to kiss, it seems,
Till then it's my time, nose to paper
to make the simplest story come alive.
Pen to mind unwinding for you the afternoon.
It's time for going home now, half past five.
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Melanie Horsnell Candelo, Australia
“A promise of a softly lit afternoon in the company of Melanie Horsnell… with a voice of the utmost delicateness… ”
— Bernard Zuel, The Sydney Morning Herald & The Age
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