Lyrics to
Faces
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to City Girl
by
Jane Fallon
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Lyrics to
Faces |
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| Beginnings/Rose | Too Long, Too Blue | Quiet Desperation | Scenes From The Waterfront |
| He's Got Something | Faces | Ashes | Giovanni's Song |
| Colder Than Snow | Cool Water | Round and Round | I'm in Love |
| Beginnings Colder Than Snow Colder than, colder than snow. She has an ice cube where hearts usually grow. Colder than snow as it drifts into walls that defend her, she buries her feelings I know. Love is asleep in the bright, shiny crystals of snow. Colder than, colder than steel, he's crunching numbers where most people feel. Colder than steel as it gleams in the dark city moonlight, strong to absorb all the strain. Building defenses to shelter the pain. It takes a warm heart, a warm soul to know, that there are things that the cold ones can't show, hiding in caverns of ice 'til their smiles turn brittle and crack at the slightest touch. It takes a warm heart, a warm soul to see, that some snow people just long to be free. They long to bask in the rays of our warmth and compassion and know that someone understands. 'Til like a snowflake they melt in our hands. Colder than snow. Colder than snow. Cool Water Was a time I thought that love was a fire burning out of control. Fueled with pain and stoked with desire to incinerate my soul. So when I went looking for love I only knew one kind. I went a searching for the fever, didn't dream that I might find cool water, washing over me, cool, cool water washing over me. Was a time I thought that love was a flame, a burning, searing dart. Cupid poised to take his aim and to torch the tender heart. So when I went looking for love I only knew one kind. I went a searching for the fever, didn't dream that I might find cool water, washing over me, cool, cool water washing over me. I remember when I saw it first, that sweet look in your eyes. Liquid love that quenched my thirst. It took me by surprise. While I'd be looking for love it crept up from behind. Here I thought it was a fever, How could I have been so blind? You are cool, cool water, Washing over me. Cool, cool water and you're washing over me Faces Faces that I have seen somewhere still haunt me; they bear the traces of and lines indicate where they've been. I have seen faces that show they've been tossed about, bitten and scarred by the wind. So why be hard? You've had it easy. You bear no scars. Why should it hurt just to please me? I want to see a love with no boundaries between you and me so that we don't end up like the Faces. Faces so bitter and cold stir my memory, they turned their backs on friendship and just walked away. I have seen faces so tensed up and tightened, they don't hear a word that I say. So why be cruel it's so detrimental. Don't be a fool. Who could it hurt to be gentle? I want to see a love with no boundaries between you and me so that we don't end up like the faces. Faces that I have seen somewhere are smiling and laughing away their trouble, their grief, and their care. I have seen faces so loving and open, always willing to share. So why can't I teach you to trust me? Faces that lie will never find truth or beauty. If there can be a love with no boundaries between you and me, maybe we can decide our own faces. Giovanni's Song Second hand clothes, from the bins. That's where the second hand love begins, a little bit worn and a little bit thin. But second hand clothes are necessary to keep me alive just one more day, and all I can say is second hand love is okay. Second hand food, from the bins. That's where the second hand love begins. I'll never grow fat, I will always stay thin. But second hand food is necessary to keep me alive just one more day and all I can say is second hand food is okay. Life is a mirror of justice. Look in the glass, can we see our faces? Life is a mirror of justice, reflecting on us. Second hand clothes you don't need anymore. Second hand clothes somebody's already wore. You give them to me and I take them because they're free. Second hand food, left over stuff you give away because you have enough. You give it to me and I take it because it's free. But the only thing I ever wanted, the only thing I've never had enough of, the only thing I've ever wanted is first hand love. And all that I get is a hand out, all that I get is your second hand love all that I get is a handout of love. Second hand clothes, from the bins, that's where the second hand love begins. A little bit worn and a little bit thin-- second hand love. Back to Top| He's Got Something I don't know what he's got but he's got something and it's got me. It could be his smile that thrills me so, it could be his eyes that make me glow. It could be his cute, little dimpled knees or it could be his personality. I don't know what he's got but he's got something and it's got me. He's not gonna set the world on fire, he's not gonna break many hearts. But he's got things every girl desires, no batteries needed and moving parts. I don't know what he's got but he's got something and it's got me. He's not gonna stop any traffic when he's walking down the street. I have a hunch, he's out to lunch, but he's really very sweet. I don't know what he's got but he's got something and it's got me. He's not gonna win any contests and he's not much on the beach. Day after day doesn't have much to say but he's really such a peach. I don't know what he's got but he's got something and it's got me. He doesn't have much money, doesn't drive no fancy car, and it would seem that he's nobody's dream but he's still my shining star. I don't know what he's got but he's got something and it's got me. If he had something grand, I'm sure that I'd spot it. Maybe I knew once and simply forgot it. But every guy on earth should find out where he got it, 'cause I don't know what he's got, but he's got something and it's got me. All that I know is I love him so, so like it or not, there's one thing he's got. He's got me. I'm In Love You may not have two thoughts to rub together. You may not have the sense to come in from the weather. You may think that cheese is what the moon is made up of, but if you can fix my car I'm in love . If you can fix my car, I'm in love, we don't need the stars and moon above. You're the man I want around when my sparkplugs let me down, if you can fix my car, I'm in love. You may not have the looks of Patrick Swayze, the girls in town may not sigh, swoon or go crazy. You may have a face only your mom could be fond of, but if you can fix my car I'm in love. If you can fix my car, I'm in love, we don't need the stars and moon above You'll win my devotion if you keep my wheels in motion, if you can fix my car, I'm in love. You my have the shape of Roseanne's hubby, and even your ears might be looking kind of chubby. You may be a wimp when push comes round to shove but if you can fix my car, I'm in love. If you can fix my car, I'm in love, we don't need the stars and moon above. You'll win my affection if you mend my fuel injection, if you can fix my car, I'm in love. I get so excited when my engine is ignited. You know I'll see you later if you tune my carburetor. You'll be my loving man if you clean my oil pan. Can you rotate a tire, well it sets my heart on fire. If you can fix my car, I'm in love. Quiet Desperation Joni was the prettiest girl in Cavanaugh County. Johnny was the only boy she ever knew. Folks all around said that they'd be married some day, and that's what they did the summer that high school was through. Johnny got a car and a job and they were so happy, for quite awhile things went along just fine. But they were only living in a minefield, oh yeah, it was just a matter of time. Deep in his soul there lurked the inclination, it was dark and ugly and crying out in pain. Deep in her heart she felt the sad sensation: quiet desperation. She could tell by the look in his eyes that she was in trouble. She knew she should run but had no place to go. So she just stood there and took it, oh yeah, then covered the bruises with make-up so no one would know. One day he slapped her hard and said she'd been unfaithful. Joni protested and said that it just wasn't so. But he cried if I can't have you nobody else will, oh yeah, and this time when he grabbed her, he didn't let go. Deep in his soul . . . Everyone came to the funeral said it was lovely and bitterly wept over Joni's motherless child.| Johnny threw himself on the coffin and begged her forgiveness one last time. Said was only the drink that made him go wild. Johnny got five years and was out on probation, from what I hear today he's totally free and sometimes I wonder if anyone remembers at all that Joni was the prettiest girl in Cavanaugh county. Deep in his soul . . . Round and Round If I asked you a question, would you fool me with a lie, and my innocent suggestion would it merit a reply, and if logic is a season, why does your winter follow spring, and is accident the reason for everything and I go round and round and round Round and round and round, round and round and round with you. I found you in the pages of this book I can't put down. Says your only rock of ages is a snicker and a frown. But if life is just a fad that you're growing tired of why do you look so sad when I mention love? And I go round and round and round. Round and round and round round and round and round with you. You're full of cynicism, we live and then we die and your brand of pessimism is in limitless supply. But if happiness is only for those who choose to car we'll never be lonely 'cause we're everywhere and I go round and round and round. Round and round and round, round and round and round with you. Scenes From The Waterfront Down on the waterfront I wanna go, taste the salt air, hear the wind blow, who you might see well you just never know. You might run into Marlon Brando. Down on the waterfront, hand in hand, walkin' in a white-capped wonderland, diggin' our toes into the gritty sand, down on the waterfront hand in hand. Down on the beach I wanna play frisbee and volleyball all day. Maybe catch a wave, that's okay. Down on the beach, I wanna play. Down on the beach gonna have some fun in the cool, cool water and the hot, hot sun. Kickin' around and feelin' mellow like Frankie Avalon and Annette Funicello. Down on the waterfront I wanna go, taste the salt air, hear the wind blow, who you might see well you just never know. You might run into Marlon Brando. Down on the pier in the misty mist, leanin' on a lamp post, waitin' to be kissed. Strange things happen, you might have guessed, down on the pier in the misty mist. Down on the pier some trench-coated guy with a tilted fedora and a sexy eye twitches his lips, oh be still my heart, I just caught a glimpse of Humphrey Bogart. Down on the waterfront I wanna go, taste the salt air, hear the wind blow, who you might see well you just never know. You might run into Marlon Brando. Too Long,Too Blue I met a man in Boston, heard him sing the blues in faded denim and white T-shirt and ragged running shoes. Said he had just one regret, the girl he'd left behind. And no matter how he tried and believe me he had tried couldn't get her off of his mind. I said if I had a telephone and you could call the girl today, and if you had a minute, just one minute tell me what you'd say: Too long, too blue, baby, too lonely too, tonight. too much to do tomorrow, too late, too sad to write. I meant a girl in Memphis, guitar in her hand, said she was a back-up singer in a country/western band. Said she had just one regret, the boy she's left behind. And no matter how she tried and believe me she had tried couldn't get him off of her mind I said if I had a telephone and you could call that boy today, and if you had a minute, just one minute, tell me what you'd say: Too long, too blue, baby, too lonely too, tonight. too much to do tomorrow, too late, too sad to write. Got off the bus in Nashville, found a telephone, dialed your number and held my breath and prayed you'd be a home. Said I have just one regret, that I left you behind. And no matter how I try and believe me I have tried can 't get you off of my mind. So I found me a telephone and I'm calling you today, and if you have a minute, just one minute, here's what I must say: Too long, too blue, baby, too lonely too, tonight. too much to do tomorrow, too late, too sad to write. Ashes Ashes that are cold can still retain a spark. People passing through sometimes leave a mark. And though our time together is through I will always remember you. Little glances that seemed to promise more, something in you I could not ignore Moth to a flame, and didn't I know it. Out of my league and didn't I show it, played the fool. You were cruel. Oh, how long ago that seems, but now and then you turn up in my dreams. |Ashes that are cold can still retain a spark. People passing through sometime leave a mark. And though our time together is through I will always remember you. I was young and I was so naÔve. You were older and you taught me to believe, you told me stand tall against the night, you held my hand and led me to the light. You taught me things, gave me wings. Oh, how long ago that seems, but now and then you turn up in my dreams. Ashes that are cold can still retain a spark. People passing through sometime leave a mark. And though our time together is through I will always remember you. Some who were cruel and some who were kind. Some who touched my heart, some who reached my mind. Though our times together were few, I will always remember you. Always remember-- I will always remember you. |