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Good Time
04:15
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Excuse me, I don't know you that well
But this week's just been hell
And I'm so tired of going home alone
Maybe there comes a time after a couple bottles of wine when I can drop these games and tell you what I want.
Gonna make you mine
Oh man, just gimme some of that good time
There's no use in denying the color of what you feel tonight.
Baby, it's no crime if I want you in this space and time.
Don't you wanna know how I feel inside.
I wanna cross this bridge of heat between us and find the fire underneath.
Gonna make you mine
Oh man, just gimme some of that good time
There's no use in denying the color of what you feel tonight.
I don't know where to begin untying the knots underneath my skin.
But I think you have the key to my release.
I'm not gonna slow you down.
I won't even hang around.
I just wanna get what's comin to me.
Gonna make you mine
Oh man, just gimme some of that good time
There's no use in denying the color of what you feel tonight.
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2. |
Make You Happy
03:47
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I feel you burning slow like danger touching paradise
I want you in my soul to thaw a season's worth of ice
But the thrill of your touch might be too much
And I could never let you go back the way you came.
Through the pouring rain
I could make you happy, uh huh.
I could make you happy, uh huh.
I could make you happy on another day.
The candle in your window's telling me to come so near.
The wax is melting down the fever of the coming year.
And I know it's a crime to be wasting all this time.
Waiting on a guarantee I know will never come.
And give you one more chance to run.
I could make you happy, uh huh.
I could make you happy, uh huh.
I could make you happy on another day.
You'll get your way, oh, but not today.
It might take days it might take years til we strip down all these fears and find a new horizon in the setting of the sun.
I hope we get some while we're young.
I could make you happy, yeah.
I could make you happy, uh huh.
I could make you happy on another day...
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3. |
Don't Worry
03:56
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Your breath into my breath
The velvet of your skin
I might scream too loud.
Just let me enjoy this sin.
You quiet the murmurs scratching at the surface of my mind.
So pull me beneath your armor and don't worry what I might find.
It's been so long since I let go.
Locked myself away and taking everything so slow.
But now I'm rushing through your blood, burning hot and running blind.
So pull me beneath your armor and don't worry what I might find.
Take me to the sea of everything I left behind. While I swim among the shadows of aching mermaids in my mind. Lying in wait until this moment when the gate is finally opened and I can sink or swim.
The candle's burning down, the light is fading so fast, in a melting pool of touch, there's no such thing as the past.
I float into a dreamless sleep leaving everything behind.
So quiet beneath your armor. Don't worry, don't worry.
I never thought I could be captured by a man so kind.
Pull me beneath your armor. Don't worry, don't worry.
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4. |
Ties That Bind
03:31
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As I see you standing on the edge of some high precipice, suddenly your face lights up and i can see the magic stored within those crazy roaming eyes that never let me go for a momentary lapse of judgement in an aching sea of truth.
Love of mine, no one else can understand these ties that bind and keep us far apart.
Did I see you walking very quickly down the other side away from all these visions of silence that surround me when I'm awakened from my daydreams just to see the anger in your soul amazing me with the blister its heat produced upon mine.
Love of mine, no one else can understand these ties that bind and keep us far apart.
As I see you waving far across a chasm filled with ghosts of memories that chain me with their strong, strong, shadowy remains of cactus spines i'm pulling from my feet because I did not think of what I knew was out there, so please don't make me tell you.
Love of mine, no one else can understand these ties that bind and keep us far apart.
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5. |
In Your Arms
03:50
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The road less taken, I've always used
But lately loneliness is such a weary rule.
I've been so strong for so long
that I can carry mountains and still carry on.
But am I strong enough to weaken
In your arms.
I've won the battles thrown at me
Surprise attacks around blind corners without an army
And I'm scarred but alive.
But now I wanna do a little more than just survive.
I'd love to lose myself a little.
In your arms.
I have proved to the world
that I am so much more than just a scared little girl
And my skin as hard as nails.
I can't even feel the arrows when they're pouring down like hail.
And they've poured down like hail.
But I can feel myself grow softer
In your arms.
In your arms.
In your safe, warm, strong, beautiful arms.
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6. |
What Did I Do?
04:11
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I don't care what you've seen on the cover of a magazine.
I am a woman of flesh and blood, I've climbed the heavens and rolled in the mud.
But all you want is what you see and tonight the lucky girl seems to be me.
You have no idea who I am but why slice the bread if you can have the jam?
What did I do to make you think I was a fountain and you could have a drink?
I didn't think I'd even said so much.
What did I do made you suppose I was a garden and you could pick a rose.
Did I say you could have your way with me? Can't you see I don't want your touch.
Yeah, I hope you can understand.
I'm not angry because you are a man.
I'm not frigid or uptight as you'd like to think.
And no I don't play on the other team.
I'm no one else you've ever met in this world.
I'm like nothing you've seen or read or heard.
I'm angry because you don't see me.
Only a vessel for your fantasy.
What did I do to make you think I was a fountain and you could have a drink?
I didn't think I'd even said so much.
What did I do made you suppose I was a garden and you could pick a rose.
Did I say you could have your way with me? Can't you see I don't want your touch.
Yeah, I know you think your wants and needs
Are normal for the human species
But please keep them tucked inside of your head
Or in the stack that's underneath your bed
Time has taught me a thing or two
Bout how to stay away from people like you
So please don't bother handing me a line
I finally learned how to draw my own.
What did I do to make you think I was a fountain and you could have a drink?
I didn't think I'd even said so much.
What did I do made you suppose I was a garden and you could pick a rose.
Did I say you could have your way with me? Can't you see I don't want your touch.
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7. |
Florida Girl
04:32
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I miss the steely gray of a Southern sky
above a misty marsh of herons floating lazily above the grainy reeds.
wanna go camping neath the pine trees
Blanket of needles brown cushioning each footfall
As we melt into the backwoods of my soul.
Yeah and I'm a Florida girl
Mellowed and sweetened by the sun.
I got a Cuban soul with a redneck spine.
Just a southern belle a little too south of the line.
Spanish moss dripping off the trees and I stare at them as I catch a breeze.
Swimmin in the humid waves of jasmine scented southern summer air.
You learn the art of sitting still,
The sun's a teacher, won't rest until you're pliant as the tender sweet surrender of desire.
Yeah and I'm a Florida girl
Mellowed and sweetened by the sun.
I got a Cuban soul with a redneck spine.
Just a southern belle a little too south of the line.
Bury me beneath the magnolia tree in the backyard
covered with azaleas coral pink. So I can listen to the frog and cricket full moon serenade and blink through the air around your jasmine-haunted dreams.
Well, I'm a Yankee now by address
And yes, I love the flash and buzz
Even if it sometimes snows in April
It's a different pace in a smaller space and I move through these streets like lightning, but every now and then I slow down to a drawl.
Yeah and I'm a Florida girl
Mellowed and sweetened by the sun.
I got a Cuban soul with a redneck spine.
Just a southern belle a little too south of the line.
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8. |
That's Just Fine
04:55
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The sun is kissing my face in swirling, dappled patterns
While it filters through newborn leaves.
The wind is running its fingers through my hair
And in between the layers of my clothes.
I know so well where I come from but I have no idea where I'm going and that's just fine.
The moon is dusting this landscape with silver, dotted through with black and gray.
Starlight is seeping from my mind.
And I can look through my window to Everything Else
And feel the stars burn deep inside. Deep inside you.
I know so well where I come from but I have no idea where I'm going and that's just fine.
So let me kiss your face in swirling, dappled patterns and run my fingers through your hair
And in between the layers of your clothes and feel the stars burn deep inside.
I know so well where you come from but I have no idea where we're going and that's just fine.
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9. |
I'll Let You Go
05:31
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I moved back out two weeks ago.
I kept hoping you'd call, in the middle of the night, desperate for my voice, begging me just to come back.
But don't feel too bad, I'll be alright.
I've done this enough times.
Maybe it's sad how good I'm getting at saying goodbye.
But I'll let you go.
I'll let you go.
I'll let you go though I know that there's no one else out there I'd rather reach for in my sleep.
I'm being strong, so independent.
I can't say I don't cry.
but I believe and hope that one of these days I'm gonna stop.
But it's not so bad most of the time.
I keep myself busy sweeping away memories, laughing at what I called love.
But I'll let you go.
I'll let you go.
I'll let you go though I know there are no guarantees and I may never see you again. Not that I want to see you.
Was it a dream? I can't believe you're the same man who wanted nothing but me. Don't you remember those sacred nights when a kiss was much more than most people will ever know? Not that I want to see you.
I could walk down the block to your street, just to drop by and say hi.
But I don't want you to think that I don't have anything better to do.
Is this so bad, thinking of you?
I should just give it all up.
But I can still taste the sadness that drew me to you and then threw me away.
And I'll let you go.
I'll let you go.
I'll let you go though I know I'll never get rid of this feeling that you're coming back.
I'll let you go.
I'll let you go.
I'll let you go though I know, deep in my soul, you're the best thing, the best thing that I'll ever know.
But I'll let you go.
I'll let you go.
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10. |
Summer Moon
04:09
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Tell me what you wanna do to me, baby.
It's okay cause I'm gonna make you crazy.
I'm still learning my power to move you.
Can't you hug me, kiss me, squeeze me
Do the thing you do that really pleases me
It's so easy making me happy.
I taste the sky every time your eyes meet mine.
And in this world of stop and no, we can make a world of our own and it's made of...ooooooh
Don't you make me wanna lie, don't you make me cry,
Don't you make me wanna be a lady
In the privacy of the space between us.
Want you to stay just to see me lay down my arms for the first time and maybe, baby, not the last time.
Don't say a word, follow me down to the sea.
Find the pearl from the sands of my pain and wash it clean with your rain.
Blame the summer moon for the mood I'm in
I don't care if I dance til my soles bleed
This night is mine and I will have my way with it.
Sweat, sing, kiss, touch, sweet touch
And growing ever inside me is the need to be near you
Burn quick like the coming of the sun
You die like the moon every night on the bed of my heart.
I taste the sky every time your eyes meet mine
And in this world of stop and no we can make a world of our own.
I taste the sky every time your eyes meet mine
It's a world I've never known, but it feels like home.
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11. |
Swamp Thing
05:37
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You always see me at the station
Your champagne eyes watch me like a hawk
We've never had a conversation
But believe me we've got other ways to talk.
You seem to have the language of love and way too many hearts at your command.
Though your silent whispers fit just like a glove
I'm so sorry I can't take you by the hand.
You know I try to be a good girl.
But you just make me feel so bad.
You'll never know what you've been missing, boy.
I could have been the very best you've ever had.
You are so skilled at your deception
Weaving words into a chain of lies.
If you'd only cleared up your reception
You would see that the chain had wrapped around your eyes.
You know I try to be a good girl.
But you just make me feel so bad.
You'll never know what you've been missing, boy.
I could have been the very best you've ever had.
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12. |
Trying To Fly
07:13
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Sunlight slips in streamers through a canopy of leaves
And I catch these glimpses of a time that will never be.
Scary noises filter from the house up on the hill.
Whispers dancing through the trees, just like they always will.
And I've been running through the grass, trying to fly.
And after all these years I still don't know why.
Moonbeams fall like diamond dust all through my hair.
And I'm changed into a princess trapped inside some dragon's lair.
Escaping through my bedroom window, I can walk the land.
And pretend that I am free to be whoever I think I am.
And I've been running through the grass, trying to fly.
And after all these years I still don't know why.
Clouds are forming in the east and the summer's gone.
The wind tastes bitter and there's a red tinge to the dawn.
There's a white bird in the distance and she's flying low.
And I watch her reap all the tender things that I have sown.
And I've been running through the grass, trying to fly.
And after all these years I still don't know why.
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Cristina Williams Tucson, Arizona
Tucson singer/songwriter combining Chrissie Hynde sass with Tom Petty roots.
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