Ladies and gentlemen, the emotional, the beautiful, the inspiring…

Warwick Avenue!

you think you’re loving, but you don’t love me…

When I get to Warwick Avenue
meet me by the entrance of the tube
we can talk things over a little time
but promise me you won’t stay by the light

When I get to Warwick Avenue
please drop the past and be true
don’t think we’re okay just because I’m here
you hurt me bad but I won’t shed a tear

I’m leaving you for the last time baby
you think you’re loving but you don’t love me
and I’ve been confused outta’ my mind lately
you think you’re loving but I want to be free
Baby you hurt me

When I get to Warwick Avenue oh
we’ll spend an hour but no more than two
Our only chance to speak once more
I showed you the answers now here’s the door

When I get to Warwick Avenue
I’ll tell you baby, that we’re through

Cos’ I’m leaving you for the last time baby
you think you’re loving but you don’t love me
and I’ve been confused outta my mind lately left
you think you’re loving but you don’t love me
I want to be free, baby you’ve hurt me.

All the days spent together, I wish for better
and I didn’t want the train to come, now it’s departed
I’m broken hearted, seems like we never started.
All those things here together, when I wished for better
And I didn’t want the train to come

You think you’re loving, but you don’t love me
I want to be free.
Baby you’ve hurt me, you don’t love me,
I want to be free, baby you hurt (heard) me.

I’m depending on you. This is the essence of my truth.

I woke up today in London
As the plane was touching down
All I could think about was Monday
Maybe I’d be back around
If this keeps me away much longer
I don’t know what I will do
You’ve got to understand it’s a hard life,
that I’m going through

And when the night falls in around me
I don’t think I’ll make it through
Ill use your light to guide my way
Cuz all I think about is you

L A is getting kind of crazy
New York’s getting kind of cold
I keep my head from getting lazy
I just can’t wait to get back home

And all these days I spend away
Ill make up for this I swear
I need your love to hold me up
When it’s all too much to bear

And when the night falls in around me
I don’t think I’ll make it through
Ill use your light to guide my way
Cuz all I think about is you

And all these days I spend away
Ill make up for this I swear
I need your love to hold me up
When it’s all too much to bear

And when the night falls in around me
I don’t think I’ll make it through
Use your light to guide the way

Cuz all I think about is you…

You make me laugh. No, really, you gotta stop telling me how much you care while leaving me alone, when all I need is you to be around! L.O.L. There’s no need to say how you feel.. just show it! And you seem to express only the distant part of you… the cold and empty one. But yet we’re going further, hand by hand. “D-” for your stupid behavior.  You failed entering the next level of our reality.

But hey… who knows what tomorrow brings?! Maybe I’ll be driving your mind.

Sometimes, I feel the fear of uncertainty stinging clear
And I can’t help but ask myself how much I let the fear
Take the wheel and steer
It’s driven me before
And it seems to have a vague, haunting mass appeal
But lately I’m beginning to find that I
Should be the one behind the wheel

Whatever tomorrow brings, I’ll be there
With open arms and open eyes yeah

Whatever tomorrow brings, I’ll be there
I’ll be there

So if I decide to waiver my chance to be one of the hive
Will I choose water over wine and hold my own and drive?
It’s driven me before
And it seems to be the way that everyone else gets around
But lately I’m beginning to find that
When I drive myself my light is found

Whatever tomorrow brings, I’ll be there
With open arms and open eyes yeah

Whatever tomorrow brings, I’ll be there
I’ll be there

Would you choose the water over wine
Hold the wheel and drive.

Come closer… come closer… come closer… come… come… come… closer…

One more wasted night, leaving me with the fade feeling of useless.
Making compromises is not something I can do forever, it just makes me feel so tired of playing the house-wife around! … Boring job, isn’t it?!

p.s. I love Justin!

You’ve been alone, you’ve been afraid
I’ve been a fool
In so many ways
But I would change my life
If you thought you, might try to love me
So please give me another chance
To write you another song
And take back those things I’ve done
Cause I’ll give you my heart
If you would let me start all over,
Again

I’m not a saint
I’m just a man
Who had heaven and Earth
In the palm of his hand
But I threw it away
So now I stand here today asking forgiveness and if you could just please
Give me another chance
To write you another song
And take back those thing’s I’ve done
Cause I’ll give you my heart
If you would let me start all over
Again

Little girl you’re all I’ve got
Don’t you leave me standing here once again
Cause I’ll give you my life
Yes I would
If you would let me try to let me love you

So please give me another chance to write you another song and take back those
thing’s I’ve done

Cause I’ll give you my heart
If you would let me start all over
Again

Again, oh,no no ohh

You know I love you, yeah
Give me one more chance

Although I’m aware of my state of mind, mainly weak and fragile, I cannot argue with him saying that I can do much better with my life if I could only close my eyes and breath some hope, some positive thinking. Well… I really don’t know what to do with my life. Feeling nothing is safer than dreaming in vain. It keeps your mind healthy, it keeps you away from different kind of disappointments. Most of them are stronger than our willing to survive the pain. And I’d rather quit dreaming about my future than being hurt again.

I’m not a winner. I’m just a survivor.

Spiller – Cry Baby

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My baby’s gone. He’ll be back home on the end of tree long-cold-empty days….till then I guess I just have to hold on.

I know this pain
Why do lock yourself up in these chains?
No one can change your life except for you
Don’t ever let anyone step all over you
Just open your heart and your mind
Is it really fair to feel this way inside?

Chorus:
Some day somebodies gonna make you want to
Turn around and say goodbye
Until then baby are you going to let them
Hold you down and make you cry
Don’t you know?
Don’t you know things can change
Things’ll go your way
If you hold on for one more day
Can you hold on for one more day
Things’ll go your way
Hold on for one more day

You could sustain
Or are you comfortable with the pain?
You’ve got no one to blame for your unhappiness
You got yourself into your own mess
Lettin’ your worries pass you by
Don’t you think its worth your time
To change your mind?

(chorus)

I know that there is pain
But you hold on for one more day and
Break free the chains
Yeah I know that there is pain
But you hold on for one more day and you
Break free, break from the chains

Some day somebodies gonna make you want to
Turn around and say goodbye
Until then baby are you going to let them
Hold you down and make you cry
Don’t you know?
Don’t you know things can change
Things’ll go your way
If you hold on for one more day yeah
If you hold on

Don’t you know things can change
Things’ll go your way
If you hold on for one more day,
If you hold on
Can you hold on
Hold on baby
Wont you tell me now
Hold on for one more day cause
Its gonna go your way

Don’t you know things can change
Things’ll go your way
If you hold on for one more day
Cant you change it this time

Make up your mind
Hold on
Hold on
Baby hold on.

…there’s no sex in the champagne room!

No Sex (in The Champagne Room)

Chris Rock featuring Gerald Levert

[Chris Rock]
Ladies and gentlemen.. of the G.E.D. class of 1999
I have one piece of advice for you
No matter what a stripper tells you
There’s no sex in the Champagne Room.. NONE!
Oh there’s CHAMPAGNE in the Champagne Room
But you don’t want champagne.. you want sex
And there’s NO sex.. in the Champagne Room

Don’t go to parties with metal detectors
Sure it feels safe inside; but what about
all those niggaz waitin outside with guns?
They know you ain’t got one..
If a woman tells you she’s 20 and looks 16.. she’s 12
If she tells you she’s 26, and LOOKS 26.. she’s damn near 40
Take off that silly-ass hat
The O.D.B. couldn’t have possibly committed all those crimes
Coolio did some of that shit
Young black men — if you go to a movie theater
and someone steps on your foot, let it SLIIIDE
Why spend the next twenty years in jail
cause someone smudged your Puma?
Cornbread — ain’t nuttin wrong with that
No matter what you think of what I’m sayin
Remember this one thing: there is no sex, in the Champagne Room

[Gerald Levert]
Ooooohh…
No sex in the Champagne Room (6X)
Absolutely, positively, no sex in the Champagnnnne, Room
No.. no-ohhhhh…

[Chris Rock]
If a homeless person.. has a funny sign..
he hasn’t been homeless that long
A +REAL+ homeless person, is too hungry, to be funny

If a girl has a pierced tongue – she’ll probably suck your dick
[Levert: That'd be great..]
If a guy has a pierced tongue – he’ll probably suck your dick
[Levert: I don't want that, no..]
Here’s a horoscope for everyone:
Aquarius: You’re gonna die
Capricorn: You’re gonna die
Gemini: You’re gonna die TWICE
Leo: You’re gonna die
Scorpio: You’re gonna die f**kin
[Levert: Ohh yeah..]
No one goes to Hooters for wings
[Levert: No no no..]
If you’ve been dating a man for four months
and you haven’t met any of his friends, you are NOT his girlfriend!
Some of the things I’ve said may not apply to you
Some of the things I’ve said may offend you
But no matter who you are, you must remember this one thing
No matter what a stripper says
There’s no sex in the Champagne Room
NONE

[Gerald Levert]
No sex in the Champagne Room
Said no sex in the Champagne Room
No sex in the Champagne Room
No no sex in the Champagne Room
No sex in the Champagne Room
Can’t get none, uhh
Can’t have none, nah
in the Champagne Room
Said there’s absolutely, positively
no sex in the Champagne Room
Said no.. no..
Said no-ohhhh..
Said Chris said..
There ain’t no sex
in the Champagne Room.. no.. no.. no..
Can’t get none, ahh
Can’t have none.. *fades*

No Sex (in The Champagne Room)

This special one belongs to my baby…

Endless. Pointless.

Liz fraser
(love)love is a verb
Love is a doing word
Feathers on my breath
Gentle impulsion
Shakes me makes me lighter
Feathers on my breath

Teardrop on the fire
Feathers on my breath

In the night of matter
Black flowers blossom
Feathers on my breath
Black flowers blossom
Feathers on my breath

Teardrop on the fire
Feathers on my breath

Water is my eye
Most faithful my love
Feathers on my breath
Teardrop on the fire of a confession
Feathers on my breath
Most faithful my love
Feathers on my breath

Teardrop on the fire
Feathers on my breath

Stumbling a little

Stumbling a little…

Take a deep breath and think about that.

p.s. Does anyone know what is HE talking about?