SurferGirl's blog: "Lyrics I Like"

Lyrics to I Will Follow, James Taylor Yonder mountain so high, I can't make it all on my own, no. Rolling river, why so wide? To sweep me up and to bear me on, up against the sky so bright that I can't even close my eyes. I know I will follow, follow love, yes, yes, I will follow, follow love. I know I will follow, follow love. Growing slowly like a tree, someday soon, darling I love you, I love you. Soft and gentle, full Summer moon, set my soul free, thank you, baby. Drifting like a cloud in the sky, I can see myself from high above. I know I must follow, follow love, yes, yes, I will follow, follow love. I know I will follow, follow love. Oh, half the future and half the past, they're waiting inside your eyes. Yes, and after all of this, to last and last till at last it's your time to rise, rise. True believer that I am, I am blind, lead me on, lead me on. Blessed receiver of your love, I own my own time and I've been holding on, holding on. Leave the word unspoken and the spell will not be broken. And I'm bound to follow, now, follow love. I know I must go, follow love. I must follow, follow love. Yes, I must follow, follow love. Someone to hold my hand, follow love. Somebody to lead me on, follow love. Somebody to walk beside me, follow love. Someone to follow me now, follow love. I must follow love, follow love. I will fall in love. I will follow love, follow love, anywhere it leads me. I will follow love, follow love, follow love.

Lyrics to Carolina In My Mind, James Taylor In my mind I'm going to Carolina. Can't you see the sunshine, can't you just feel the moonshine? Ain't it just like a friend of mine to hit me from behind? Yes, I'm going to Carolina in my mind. Karen she's the silver sun, you best walk her way and watch it shine, watch her watch the morning come. A silver tear appearing now I'm crying, ain't I? I'm going to Carolina in my mind. There ain't no doubt in no ones mind that loves the finest thing around, whisper something soft and kind. And hey, babe, the sky's on fire, I'm dying, ain't I? I'm going to Carolina in my mind. In my mind I'm going to Carolina. Can't you see the sunshine, can't you just feel the moonshine? Ain't it just like a friend of mine to hit me from behind? Yes, I'm going to Carolina in my mind. Dark and silent late last night, I think I might have heard the highway calling. Geese in flight and dogs that bite. And signs that might be omens say I'm going, going, going to Carolina in my mind. With a holy host of others standing round me, still I'm on the dark side of the moon. And it seems like it goes on like this forever, you must forgive me if I'm up and in my mind I'm going to Carolina, can't you see the sunshine can't you just feel the moonshine? Ain't it just like a friend of mine to hit me from behind? Yes, I'm going to Carolina in my mind. In my mind I'm going to Carolina. Can't you see the sunshine, can't you just feel the moonshine? Ain't it just like a friend of mine to hit me from behind? Yes, I'm going to Carolina in my mind. Gotta make it back home again soon, gotta make it back on home again soon, gotta make it back to Carolina soon, can't hang around, no babe, gotta make it back home again, gotta make it back to Carolina soon...

You Can Call Me Al - Paul Simon A man walks down the street He says why am I soft in the middle now Why am I soft in the middle The rest of my life is so hard I need a photo-opportunity I want a shot at redemption Don't want to end up a cartoon In a cartoon graveyard Bonedigger Bonedigger Dogs in the moonlight Far away my well-lit door Mr. Beerbelly Beerbelly Get these mutts away from me You know I don't find this stuff amusing anymore If you'll be my bodyguard I can be your long lost pal I can call you Betty And Betty when you call me You can call me Al A man walks down the street He says why am I short of attention Got a short little span of attention And wo my nights are so long Where's my wife and family What if I die here Who'll be my role-model Now that my role-model is Gone Gone He ducked back down the alley With some roly-poly little bat-faced girl All along along There were incidents and accidents There were hints and allegations If you'll be my bodyguard I can be your long lost pal I can call you Betty And Betty when you call me You can call me Al Call me Al A man walks down the street It's a street in a strange world Maybe it's the Third World Maybe it's his first time around He doesn't speak the language He holds no currency He is a foreign man He is surrounded by the sound The sound Cattle in the marketplace Scatterlings and orphanages He looks around, around He sees angels in the architecture Spinning in infinity He says Amen! and Hallelujah! If you'll be my bodyguard I can be your long lost pal I can call you Betty And Betty when you call me You can call me Al Call me Al

Boy in the Bubble - Paul Simon The Boy in the Bubble Lyrics It was a slow day, And the sun was beating On the soldiers by the side of the road, There was a bright light, A shattering of shop windows The bomb in the baby carriage Was wired to the radio, These are the days of miracle and wonder, This is the long distance call, The way the camera follows us in slo-mo The way we look to us all, The way we look to a distant constellation That's dying in a corner of the sky, These are the days of miracle and wonder And don't cry baby don't cry Don't cry, (Pause) It was a dry wind, And it swept across the desert And it curled into the circle of birth, And the dead sand, Falling on the children The mothers and the fathers And the automatic earth, These are the days of miracle and wonder, This is the long distance call, The way the camera follows us in slo-mo The way we look to us all o-yeah, The way we look to a distant constellation That's dying in a corner of the sky, These are the days of miracle and wonder And don't cry baby don't cry Don't cry (Pause) It's a turn-around jump shot It's everybody jump start It's, every generation throws a hero up the pop charts, Medicine is magical and magical is art think of The Boy in the Bubble And the baby with the baboon heart And I believe These are the days of lasers in the jungle, Lasers in the jungle somewhere, Staccato signals of constant information, A loose affiliation of millionaires And billionaires and baby, These are the days of miracle and wonder, This is the long distance call, The way the camera follows us in slo-mo The way we look to us all o-yeah, The way we look to a distant constellation That's dying in a corner of the sky, These are the days of miracle and wonder And don't cry baby don't cry Don't cry don't cry oooooooooEmmmmmmmmmmm........

Higher Love - Steve Winwood Think about it, there must be higher love Down in the heart or hidden in the stars above Without it, life is a wasted time Look inside your heart, Ill look inside mine Things look so bad everywhere In this whole world, what is fair? We walk blind and we try to see Falling behind in what could be Bring me a higher love Bring me a higher love Bring me a higher love Wheres that higher love I keep thinking of? Worlds are turning and were just hanging on Facing our fear and standing out there alone A yearning, and its real to me There must be someone whos feeling for me Things look so bad everywhere In this whole world, what is fair? We walk blind and we try to see Falling behind in what could be Bring me a higher love Bring me a higher love Bring me a higher love Wheres that higher love I keep thinking of? Bring me a higher love Bring me a higher love Bring be a higher love I could rise above on a higher love I will wait for it Im not too late for it Until then, Ill sing my song To cheer the night along Bring it...oh bring it... I could light the night up with my soul on fire I could make the sun shine from pure desire Let me feel that love come over me Let me feel how strong it could be Bring me a higher love Bring me a higher love Bring me a higher love Wheres that higher love I keep thinking of?

April Will Come - Paul Simon April Come She Will When streams are ripe and swelled with rain; May, she will stay, Resting in my arms again. June, she'll change her tune, In restless walks she'll prowl the night; July, she will fly And give no warning to her flight. August, die she must, The autumn winds blow chilly and cold; September I'll remember. A love once new has now grown old.