Showing posts with label Music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Music. Show all posts

Sunday, December 27, 2009

Maybe it's true...


I remember what you wore on the first day
You came into my life
And I thought hey
You know this could be something
'Cause everything you do and words you say
You know that it all takes my breath away
And now I'm left with nothing

'Cause maybe it's true, that I can't live without you
Well maybe two is better than one
There's so much time, to figure out the rest of my life
And you've already got me coming undone
And I'm thinking two, is better than one

I remember every look upon your face,
The way you roll your eyes, the way you taste
You make it hard for breathing
'Cause when I close my eyes and drift away
I think of you and everythings okay
And finally now, we're leaving

And maybe it's true, that I can't live without you
Well maybe two is better than one
There's so much time, to figure out the rest of my life
And you've already got me coming undone
And I'm thinking two, is better than one

Yeah, yeah

I remember what you wore on the first day
You came into my life
And I thought hey

Maybe it's true, that I can't live without you
Maybe two is better than one
There's so much time, to figure out the rest of my life
And you've already got me coming undone
And I'm thinking

Oooh I can't live without you
'Cause baby two is better than one
There's so much time, to figure out the rest of my life
And I've figured out with all that's said and done
Two, is better than one

Two is better than one

Copyright@boyslikegirls/taylorswift

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Welcome to Our World


This is a beautiful song...



Tears are falling, hearts are breaking
How we need to hear from God
You've been promised, we've been waiting


Welcome Holy Child
Welcome Holy Child


Hope that you don't mind our manger
How I wish we would have known
But long-awaited Holy Stranger
Make Yourself at home
Please make Yourself at home
Bring Your peace into our violence
Bid our hungry souls be filled
Word now breaking Heaven's silence


Welcome to our world
Welcome to our world


Fragile finger sent to heal us
Tender brow prepared for thorn
Tiny heart whose blood will save us
Unto us is born
Unto us is born
So wrap our injured flesh around You
Breathe our air and walk our sod
Rob our sin and make us holy


Perfect Son of God
Perfect Son of God
Welcome to our world


(Chris Rice)

Friday, October 16, 2009

...if I couldn't have you, i'd rather be alone


i think that possibly, maybe im falling for you
yes theres a chance that ive fallen quite hard for you.
ive seen the paths that your eyes wander down
i want to come to

i think that possibly, maybe im falling for you

no one understands me quite like you do
through all of the shadowy corners of me

i never knew just what it was about this old coffee shop
i love so much
all of the while i never knew
i never knew just what it was about this old coffee shop
i love so much
all of the while i never knew

i think that possibly, maybe im falling for you
yes theres a chance that ive fallen quite hard on for you.
ive seen the waters that make your eyes shine
now im shining too

because oh because
ive fallen quite hard over over you

if i didnt know you, id rather not know
if i couldnt have you, i'd rather be alone

i never knew just what it was about this old coffee shop
i love so much
all of the while i never knew
i never knew just what it was about this old coffee shop
i love so much
all of the while, i never knew

all of the while , all of the while

Sunday, February 1, 2009

The way I see you


I thought I had my freedom
You didn't even ask
It hit me like a shotgun
Like a cannon blast
You are so elusive
Why you gotta be so detached?
But from the corner of my eye
I thought I saw you look my way
Did you see me looking back

Oh, I just want to know...
Baby, do you see me the way I see you?

And why do you give me
So little of you?
I"m out here on thin ice
Hoping I don't break through
You can say you are naive
But I think you know the truth
You've made a prisoner of me
But I'm hanging onto the belief
That my time is almost through

Oh, I just want to know...
Baby, do you see me the way I see you?

(bethany dillon 2005)

Tuesday, February 5, 2008

Mercy weeps.

The rain is pouring down outside, and I'm sitting safe and warm here in my room at my desk. My heart has been moved today...funny how that works. Lately I've been terribly down in the mouth. Mostly selfishness I guess, though the extent of it is just that I don't care much for life at the moment. I'm bored to death, and feel lifeless most of the time, as though I am just going through the motions. I know on the outside I'm not a very emotional person at times, but on the inside, whoa baby, hang on for the ride, I am the most pathetic emotional person I've ever known. I guess everyone feels that way deep inside. Most of the time I feel like my insides are constantly undergoing civil war.
Never the less, whenever I seem to get caught in one of the downwards spirals of feeling sorry for myself, I know it always leads to a profound encounter with God. Not sure how that works, but being so dissatisfied always triggers deeper things, as God uses it to continue His transforming. It likes He's showing me who I am, and then showing me who He is. Instantly the humility comes, and then the overwhelming love.
That happened today...and though I don't exactly feel instantly different, something has changed. I was ready for it.


My Eyes Have Seen Holy
Bebo Norman

Am I unfit for You
Remember me
The one who turned from You
I come in rags
Tattered by the fall
And all the earth
Will witness to my cry

Mercy, weep over me
And let Your tears
Wash me clean
Majesty, be merciful with me
For my eyes have seen Holy

Here my prayer
At night
Let the morning
Find me alive
For I am tired
And weakened by the fall
Let all the earth
Bear witness to my cry

Mercy, weep over me
Let Your tears
Wash me clean
Majesty, be merciful with me
For my eyes have seen Holy

Let the amen
Sound from Heaven
As You lift my soul
Let the amen
Sound from Heaven
As You lift my soul
Let the angels
Sound from Heaven
Holy is the Lord

Mercy, weep over me
Let Your tears
Wash me clean
Majesty, be merciful with me
For my eyes have seen Holy