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Be With Me
04:59
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Girl, you’ve been coming ‘round for a long, long time,
We’ve had our ups and downs, and we turn on a dime.
Everyone we know says we don’t have a prayer,
But when one gets low, the other’s always there.
I’m standing on the shore while you drift out to sea,
You never knew before what you have here in me.
I know you hear my voice, but you still have some doubt,
It’s time to make your choice, ‘cause the tide is rolling out.
Be with me, be my girl
Tell your friends, tell the world,
When you hold me to the light,
Do I look good? Do I feel right?
Be with me, don’t let go,
Everybody ought to know,
If you’re happy by my side,
Don’t hold back, let it ride, be with me.
I’m not the only one whose dreams you make come true,
But after all is said and done, no one loves you like I do.
When everything gets rough, I’m the place where you go,
Isn’t that enough to make you tell the others no?
Be with me, be my girl
Tell your friends, tell the world,
When you hold me to the light,
Do I look good? Do I feel right?
Be with me, don’t let go,
Everybody ought to know,
If you’re happy by my side,
Don’t hold back, let it ride, be with me.
You’ve heard out your heart, now listen to your soul,
Would you rather be apart? Why shouldn’t we be whole?
Only you can say if you’re up to the task,
Now I’ve had my say, and it’s the last time that I’ll ask.
Be with me, be my girl
Tell your friends, tell the world,
When you hold me to the light,
Do I look good? Do I feel right?
Be with me, don’t let go,
Everybody ought to know,
If you’re happy by my side,
Don’t hold back, let it ride, be with me.
Copyright © 2013 David L. Laurence (BMI). Used by permission. All rights reserved.
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When She Wanders In
03:23
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When she wanders in, my head starts turning,
Just like it always used to do.
When she wanders in, my soul starts burning,
and I don’t know just what to do.
The answer should be easy,
she’s not mine anymore,
But the way she speaks when she calls my name,
I’m never really sure.
When she wanders in, my hands start shaking,
But I can’t really tell you why.
When she wanders in, my heart starts aching,
Just like the night we said goodbye.
I remember how it ended,
and old wounds open wide,
Then I see her face, and old feelings race,
that can’t be justified.
I wonder what would happen
if we had another try,
Would I be fool enough to forgive and forget,
or fool enough to fly?
When she wanders in, my heart stops beating
Just for a moment or two.
When she wanders in, my feet start retreating,
and all at once I have a clue.
Where once I used to wonder,
there’s no longer any doubt,
So I smile at her and I say hello,
then I turn and wander out.
When she wanders in, I lose my cool
When she wanders in, Lord, I’m just a fool,
When she wanders in.
Copyright © 2014 David L. Laurence (BMI). Used by permission. All rights reserved.
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Next Year
05:24
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She dances on the hilltop catching snowflakes on her tongue,
It’s the first snow of the year.
Her happy, restless spirit serves to keep me ever young,
How I wish that she were here.
She says, Baby, we’ll do what must be done,
It won’t be long until the day,
I’ll have you in my arms for every setting sun,
You and I all the way.
Next year, we’re gonna be together, baby,
Right here, we’ll talk about forever,
While we have Thanksgiving dinner in our cozy old apartment,
We’ll be home.
I feel her passion run through the darkest night,
It’s so hard to be away.
She says I love you, and I know I’ll be all right,
I’ll live to face another day.
Now it’s Christmas, and I feel so very fine,
She sends her love across the miles,
Sealed with a kiss in the card that says she’s mine,
It won’t be long now, just a while.
Next year, we’re gonna be together, baby,
Right here, I’ll promise you forever,
While we have a blessed Christmas with my ring around your finger,
We’ll be home. please come home.
Soon came the springtime, when everything is new,
and we all begin again.
But in the springtime, a young girl’s fancy
turns to thoughts of other men.
Maybe the distance or too much time apart,
led the girl to wander on,
All I know is that she and my heart are both gone.
I still wonder just who it was she found,
and why I don’t know anything.
But she has my heart, and to her I am bound,
What do I do with this ring?
Next year, we’re gonna be together,
But I’m still here, waiting for forever,
While I have Thanksgiving dinner in this big old lonely house,
So alone, so alone.
She dances on the hilltop catching snowflakes on her tongue,
It’s the first snow of the year.
Copyright © 2013 David L. Laurence (BMI). Used by permission. All rights reserved.
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The One Thing
05:21
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I miss your voice in the morning, and the way you’d start my day,
I miss the moments that we stole.
I miss your tender kisses and the silly things you’d say,
I miss your arms around my soul.
I miss the hours with you that seemed to never end,
I miss being your best friend.
I miss almost everything we used to say and do,
The one thing I don’t really miss is you.
I need to stop pretending that what we had was real,
I need to wish it could be so.
I need to keep remembering the way you made me feel,
I need to learn to let it go.
I need to be with someone who stays when times get rough,
I need a love where I’m enough.
I need to feel like I did before you proved untrue,
The one thing I don’t really need is you.
How many times did we try and fail?
How many times did the hurt prevail?
How many times did we shed a tear?
So many things are cloudy but my conscience now is clear,
That’s why I spend the energy on a song you’ll never hear.
I’d love to see you one more time and melt before your smile,
I’d love to know that you’re okay.
I’d love to hear you call my name and ask to stay a while,
I’d love to turn and walk away.
I’d love to make you see what you’ve done to this man,
I’d love to know you understand.
I’d love to forget about you and simply start anew,
The one thing I don’t really love,
No, wait, that’s not true,
How could I still be so in love with you?
Copyright © 2014 David L. Laurence (BMI). Used by permission. All rights reserved.
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Flight 1205
04:50
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I was at the airport while my ship was coming in,
Waiting on a girl who said she’d like to try again.
Knowing that my chance to save this love would all depend
on Melancholy Air, flight 1205.
We had faith and we had love and we had hope,
but the only knot I tied was at the end of my rope.
I’m staring at the tarmac and relearning how to cope,
Melancholy Air, flight 1205.
Elizabeth, Elizabeth, I would have hung the moon,
But we shot it much too soon.
That big board saying ‘Flight Delayed’ sings a sadder tune tune,
Melancholy Air, flight 1205.
She needed time to think things through and make them clear,
I figured we would be forever in a year.
But to my wondering eyes another suitor did appear,
Melancholy Air, flight 1205.
I sat and watched his British accent do me in,
She kept insisting they were nothing more than friends.
But when she called me by his name, I knew it had to end,
Melancholy Air, flight 1205.
Elizabeth, Elizabeth, you could have had my name,
But you forgot it, what a shame.
I look at the arrival board and wonder why I came,
Melancholy Air, flight 1205.
I have told you this before,
No one could love you more, my heart was true.
But I can’t do this anymore,
The things I’m living for won’t wait for you.
I don’t like airports, seems they always leave me blue,
Flight delays and baggage claims and hearts breaking in two,
If I never fly again, I’ll put it down to you,
Melancholy Air, flight 1205.
I was at the airport when my ship sailed yesterday,
I guess I’ll go sit at the dock of the bay.
What I’d give to make this memory go away,
Melancholy Air, flight 1205.
Elizabeth, Elizabeth, your love was just a lie,
There’s nothing left now but goodbye.
That last plane out of Morgantown isn’t gonna fly,
Melancholy Air, flight 1205.
That last plane out of Morgantown just ain’t gonna fly,
Melancholy cancelled 1205.
Copyright © 2013 David L. Laurence (BMI). Used by permission. All rights reserved.
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Day after day, I try to carry on,
Night after night, I don’t sleep through.
People say I’ve changed ever since you’ve been gone,
I’ll never be myself without you.
I’m out on the town just to see what I can find,
If only a lighter shade of blue.
I’m still searching for the me that you didn’t leave behind,
I’ll never be myself without you.
After all is said and done, I thought you were the one,
I could have spent a lifetime loving you,
But now it’s plain to see I’m not your cup of tea,
I’m just a phase that you went through.
I know other loves are bound to come along,
But they’ll never have me like you do,
I think I’ll be all right, but I always get it wrong,
I’ll never be myself without you.
After all is said and done, I thought you were the one,
I could have spent a lifetime loving you,
But now it’s plain to see I’m not your cup of tea,
I’m just a phase that you went through.
You went away with the last piece of my heart,
and to be fair, you never knew,
But I can’t pull it together since you tore it all apart,
I’ll never be myself without you,
I’ll never be myself without you.
Copyright © 2014 David L. Laurence (BMI). Used by permission. All rights reserved.
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I walked into a flower shop with a big smile on my face,
Looking to impress the one I chose to take your place.
A dozen long-stemmed red ones would surely satisfy,
I asked the lady to wrap them up when something caught my eye.
A single black carnation in a vase right by the door
Made me think of something I never had before.
The lady looked at me funny when I said, “I’ll take this, too,”
But I saw a certain symmetry that made me think of you.
A single rose for every year that time left us bereft,
A single black carnation for everything that’s left.
And though I walk with higher hopes, I see in this bouquet,
Twelve years, twelve roses, and nothing left to say.
I walked out of the flower shop surprised at what I’d done,
An action borne of impulse, emotions overrun.
As I turned to face my future, your shadow in my view,
I realized another thing I knew I had to do.
And so I stopped to offer you a symbolic last goodbye,
On a bridge across the river, as the sun fell from the sky.
I held the black carnation across the water below,
I bowed my head and spoke your name, and then I let it go.
A single rose for every year that time left us bereft,
A single black carnation for everything that’s left.
I dropped it in the river and watched it float away,
Twelve years, twelve roses, and nothing left to say.
I woke up the next morning alone as I could be,
Turns out she didn’t do flowers, turns out she didn’t do me.
So I went back down to the river and walked along the shore,
I found a black carnation washed up from the night before.
I picked up the flower and put it in my lapel,
Though my heart was bruised and broken, I thought it just as well.
This time, a dozen roses was the only thing I lost,
Unlike the time I spent with you, for which I’ll never know the cost.
A single rose for every year that time left us bereft,
A single black carnation for everything that’s left.
I know that you’d be happy to see me here this way,
Twelve years, twelve roses, and nothing left to say.
Twelve years, twelve roses, and nothing left to say.
Copyright © 2014 David L. Laurence (BMI). Used by permission. All rights reserved.
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Headstrong
03:59
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She said I miss you, she didn’t mean to lie:
It’s force of habit from feelings long gone by.
I sat and listened, not knowing what to do,
Lost in the moment, I said I miss you too.
But I not her and she not me, we miss the way it used to be,
Pretending it could ever be, and wishing it was right.
But trust has rolled on down the track, it’s not the only thing we lack,
So when she calls I hold it back, and try to keep things light.
I’ve gotta be headstrong, ‘cause my heart is still too weak,
I’ve gotta be headstrong, I’m doomed if I let it speak.
I’m growing old while contemplating, gotta stop it before it starts,
I know it’s cold and calculating, but my head’s just not relating to my heart.
She said sleep tight, babe, when she hung up the phone,
I lay my head back but sleep left me alone.
I feel so empty, as empty as my bed,
Lost in the silence of three words left unsaid.
We wished upon the stars above, but we weren’t wishing hard enough,
Or maybe it was really love, I guess I’ll never know.
I don’t know what I’m wishing for, but there’s one thing I know for sure,
She doesn’t need me anymore, it’s time for me to go.
I’ve gotta be headstrong, ‘cause my heart is still too weak,
I’ve gotta be headstrong, I’m doomed if I let it speak.
I’m growing old while contemplating, gotta stop it before it starts,
I know it’s cold and calculating, but my head’s just not relating to my heart.
Copyright © 2013 David L. Laurence (BMI). Used by permission. All rights reserved.
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10. |
Come Find Me
05:13
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I’ve searched for love all across this great big nation,
and even looked in other lands.
Recall the moments when I held it in elation,
and felt it slip right through my hands.
From the rock bound coast of Maine to a wheat field on a prairie,
From the desert to a cold lake shore,
From the mill towns of my childhood to as far as voices carry,
Don’t feel like looking anymore.
I still believe in love that’s waiting to be found,
But I’ve grown weary of trying to track her down.
Love knows where I live, and love knows where I’m bound,
Come find me, I’ll see you around.
I’ve fallen off mountains from Colorado to West Virginia,
Each one harder than before.
What you learn about the strength that lies within you
makes you want it even more.
I know there’s time, even though I’m growing older,
I’m gonna let her come to me,
I’ll sit and wait, let her rest upon my shoulder,
I still have faith that it will be.
I still believe in love that’s waiting to be found,
But I’ve grown weary of trying to track her down.
Love knows where I live, and love knows where I’m bound,
Come find me, I’ll see you around.
It’s not the kill, it’s the thrill of the chase, they say,
But the chase nearly did me in.
I know it’s sad that it had to turn out this way,
But this is where love needs to begin.
Love knows where I live, and love knows where I’m bound,
Come find me, I’ll see you around,
Come find me, I’ll see you around.
Copyright © 2013 David L. Laurence (BMI). Used by permission. All rights reserved.
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Analog Soul
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It’s a brand new digital world, you can hold it in your hand,
But when it comes down to boy meets girl, I’ll never understand.
They say the game is new and improved,
I’ve seen it all and I don’t feel moved.
So many options for you to explore,
Isn’t anybody true anymore?
The search for instant gratification is gonna drive you berserk,
‘Cause if you want to feel the elation, you gotta put in the work.
This modern love makes me feel like a clown,
I may be broken but I’m not broken down.
I’m not over the hill and I’m not past my prime,
but I was made for an earlier time.
I’ve got an analog soul, turn me on and warm me up a while,
Analog soul, play me loud and let me make you smile.
You may want something more up to speed,
but look again ‘cause I’m just what you need,
Me and this analog soul.
I may show some signs of age, but at this price, I’m a steal.
You can have the kind of love that’s warm and rich and real,
Show me how you’d use me, take the sound and make it whole,
Prove to me you’re worthy, and I’ll let you take control
of this analog soul.
It’s a brand new digital world, and a great time to be alive.
Ones and zeroes are not so forgiving, but an old soul can survive.
I don’t have all the whistles and bells,
but after all, it’s the sound that sells.
So try me out, if you like what you hear,
I can take you back to yesteryear.
I’ve got an analog soul, turn me on and warm me up a while,
Analog soul, play me loud and let me make you smile.
You may want something more up to speed,
but look again ‘cause I’m just what you need,
Me and this analog soul.
Copyright © 2014 David L. Laurence (BMI). Used by permission. All rights reserved.
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Dave Laurence Oklahoma City, Oklahoma
Folksy, but rock solid. Soft with a hard edge. Eclectic, yet familiar. Unpretentious, but confident. Buys his stage clothes in thrift shops.
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