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Keyshia Cole - Love
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From the great 70's (1970)!!!
Band Of Gold -- Freda Payne Now that you're gone All that's left is a band of gold All that's left of the dreams I hold Is a band of gold And the memories of what love could be If you were still here with me You took me from the shelter of my mother, I had never known Or loved any other We kissed after taking vows But that night on our honeymoon We stayed in separate rooms I wait in the darkness of my lonely room Filled with sadness, filled with gloom Hoping soon That you'll walk back through that door And love me like you tried before Since you've been gone All that's left is a band of gold All that's left of the dreams I hold Is a band of gold And the dream of what love could be If you were still here with me Oh, don't you know that I wait In the darkness of my lonely room Filled with sadness, filled with gloom Hoping soon That you'll walk back through that door And love me like you tried before Since you've been gone All that's left is a band of gold All that's left of the dreams I hold Is a band of gold And the dream of what love could be If you were still here with me Since you've been gone All that's left is a band of gold... ~Theo~ :winky::listening::dance2::bouquet: |
Reflections -- Diana Ross and the Supremes Through the mirror of my mind Time after time I see reflections of you and me Reflections of The way life used to be Reflections of The love you took from me Oh, I'm all alone now No love to shield me Trapped in a world That's a distorted reality Hapiness you took from me And left me alone With only memories Through the mirror of my mind Through these tears that I'm crying Reflects a hurt I can't control 'Cause although you're gone I keep holding on To the happy times Oh, when you were mine As I peer through the window Of lost time Looking over my yesterdays And all the love I gave all in vain (All the love) All the love That I've waisted (All the tears) All the tears That I've taisted All in vain Through the hollow of my tears I see a dream that's lost From the hurt That you have caused Everywhere I turn Seems like everything I see Reflects the love that used to be In you I put All my faith and trust Right before my eyes My world has turned to dust After all the nights I sat alone and wept Just a handful of promisses Are all that's left of loving you Reflections of The way life used to be Reflections of The love you took from me In you I put All my faith and trust Right before my eyes My world has turned to dust... ~Theo~ :winky::listening::bouquet: |
Nolan Neal-Tiny dancer
Acoustic guitar cover
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Kieth Urban-blue aint your color
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Esperanza Spalding - Precious
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Get your air guitar ready! This came on in my car today. You bet the rock chick emerged with the air guitar..lol
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Creeque Alley -- Mamas and Papas John and Mitchy were gettin' kind of itchy Just to leave the folk music behind Zal and Denny workin' for a penny Tryin' to get a fish on the line In a coffee house Sebastian sat And after every number they'd pass the hat McGuinn and McGuire just a-gettin' higher In L.A., you know where that's at And no one's gettin' fat except Mama Cass Zally said "Denny, you know there aren't many Who can sing a song the way that you do, let's go south" Denny said "Zally, golly, don't you think that I wish I could play guitar like you" Zal, Denny and Sebastian sat (At the Night Owl) And after every number they'd pass the hat McGuinn and McGuire still a-gettin higher In L.A., you know where that's at And no one's gettin' fat except Mama Cass When Cass was a sophomore, planned to go to Swarthmore But she changed her mind one day Standin' on the turnpike, thumb out to hitchhike "Take me to New York right away" When Denny met Cass he gave her love bumps Called John and Zal and that was the Mugwumps McGuinn and McGuire couldn't get no higher But that's what they were aimin' at And no one's gettin' fat except Mama Cass Mugwumps, high jumps, low slumps, big bumps Don't you work as hard as you play Make up, break up, everything is shake up Guess it had to be that way Sebastian and Zal formed the Spoonful Michelle, John, and Denny gettin' very tuneful McGuinn and McGuire just a-catchin' fire In L.A., you know where that's at And everybody's gettin' fat except Mama Cass Di-di-di-dit dit dit di-di-di-dit, whoa Broke, busted, disgusted, agents can't be trusted And Mitchy wants to go to the sea Cass can't make it, she says we'll have to fake it We knew she'd come eventually Greasin' on American Express cards It's low rent, but keeping out the heat's hard Duffy's good vibrations and our imaginations Can't go on indefinitely And California dreamin' is becomin' a reality... ~Theo~ :winky::listening::dance2::bouquet: |
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I have always been torn by this song. It starts off as he would be cheating...and even though technically she would be cheating too.. it stands by one thing i do believe in... reconnecting with your partner.. Cut out the add in the paper and go directly to your source instead.. and I am in. It takes two to tango.
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